#cw: surgery

[sparklemaia]

I’m a little over a week into top surgery recovery, so I did a quick digital color job on this page from my Top Surgery Recovery Journal just to see if I was up for sitting in front of a computer yet and the answer is a resounding YES

Heyy Team No Nips ✌

#top surgery #transmasc #nonbinary #genderqueer #lgbtq #queer #gender #journal comic #personal #transition stories #disasters and other genders #happy pride #cw: bruises #cw: incisions #cw: medical #cw: surgery

[illwilledomen]

Don’t be afraid. You will be our vindication.

#sorry for shitty resolution lol i don’t want to pay for picsart premium for a mere noise filter #illager #illager art #cw: gore #cw: surgery #cw: scopophobia #horror art #minecraft art #minecraft #mineblr #minecraft illager #minecraft evoker #minecraft vindicator #minecraft fanart #my art #minecraft illager lore #unsettling #dark fantasy art #my minecraft lore

[wetcatspellcaster]

me, finding out i'll be having surgery in two weeks: oh, the AO3 author's note is going to be EPIC.

#personal #i wish i was joking but it was genuinely my third thought after my thesis and my cats #cw: health #cw: surgery #i'm fine it's a routine procedure!

[georgiacooked]

Everyone go give my partner @fiotrethewey all the love and well wishes today, as we’re sitting waiting for his top surgery time slot. It’s been a long time coming, and I couldn’t be prouder of or more in love with him.

#Not art #If anyone wants to know why I messed up the DD posts yesterday (and probably today) #We’re all go over here in the Fio/Georgia household #Cw: surgery #cw: hospitals

[cipher-zoo]

Absolutely disappointed! I just (okay, I think two hours ago now) woke up from surgery and there is no fuzzy adorable reindeer telling me what's going to happen next!

Where is Chopper, when you need him?

#one piece #tony tony chopper #cw: surgery #I just want a fluffy reindeer doctor!

[voidsparkkart]

Art Fight attack for @abysmdelirium of their characters Xadrian (they/xe, left) and Charlotte (she/her, right). This was super fun to draw!

#art fight #artfight2023 #artfight team vampires #cw: medical #cw: surgery #body modification #cw: syringe #syringe #needles #scalpels #medical gore #trying to tag everything ever for blacklists sorry! #full color #original characters #not my characters though! #ask to tag #gift art

[quinloki]

Quin were you on gaiaonline back in the day

Got back into my account after years and it’s very nostalgic

Gonna go see if I can find some of my old RPs xD

Oh my goodness. Gaia Online.

Man. Throw back Thursday indeed.

Very tangentially Gaia just about saved my life.

I met some friends there, who I don’t talk to anymore - such is the way of life - but they gave me enough support that I went to Planned Parenthood for an issue (constant bleeding, not a pregnancy concern) when I didn’t have health insurance and no one else would even see me.

PP found a tumor, and I got surgery, and I only went because my friends on that website convinced me to go.

I had a massive tumor removal surgery - so big my organs were starting to shut down from the pressure.

So, I mean, when I say online friends are real friends, I’ve believed that for decades. (This was 2005/2006 somewhere in there).

#quin muses #quin answers #kazieai #Gaia online #throwback thursday #cw: tumor #cw: surgery

[doublegoblin]

hey just gotta say to please refrain from tagging me in stuff and/or be alright and know i dont hate you if I don't get to it for a few days. Explanation under the cut

Pun intended i just had improtu surgery to get my appendix out before it splorted and killed me and I am now on some new pain medication i haven't done before. Also super tired because long story short, went to the emergency room at around 6-7pm and was in the hospital until around midnight when the diagnonis came down.

Quick aside, the contrast solution they use for CT imaging is fuckin weird.

Luckily they got me in at the first available slot, but that meant I got only about 4 hours chance for sleep so I am fuckin drained.

I love(platonic) you all and I didn't want my silence to hurt any feeling!

#Cw discussion of surgery #tw: surgery #cw: surgery #Cw: appendicitis #Tw: appendicitis #Idk if I need all these tags but hell or high water I'd rather over tag than under #I'm lucky to have the support network I do and am blessed by my mother and boyfriend #I'm a little drugged up and pain managed

[wildgeese98]

This might be a bit tmi, but I had top surgery about a year and a half ago and I just noticed that I've regained some nipple sensation. It's not actually something I cared that much about. But still I find it extremely cool that they sliced those things clean off, stuck them back on, and the nerves still managed go find a way to work. It's not at all the same as before surgery but the fact I can feel them at all is nuts to me.

#personal #cw: surgery

[the-rainbow-overflow]

((Wifi was out so I typed out a thing on my phone. Tried to tag any possible triggers, so check those first. Enjoy))

Hands guiding hands

Characters: Regali Dumali, Viroxa Galrix, unnamed burgundy patient

Summary: An assistant and her boss have a brief talk about the yule ball during work.

Disclaimer: Dark themes, which is a given when involving Viroxa. I've done my best to tag anything that might be an immediate trigger, please let me know if you can think of anything else that should be here.

"-i∆ just don't t∆ke no for ∆n ∆nswer, do i∆ doc?"

"As far as I'm aware, I've yet to hear one." The clink of something metal being sat down on the medical tray causes an involuntary flinch in the jester, though small.

Regali was currently in the doorway to her host and boss's personal operating room. Leaned against the metal frame, she faced away from the ongoing surgical procedure, eyes closed.

She hated operation nights. Usually she'd take the time to be out if the hive for a few hours. Just to be away. Unfortunately, Viroxa had insisted on having a chat this early night.

The scrape of metal against metal as another tool is picked up causes her to squeeze them shut tighter. "You've disparaged the idea plenty, but you've yet to deny your intention to attend." Viroxa replies without tearing his eyes from his work.

"Ok. I'm not goin, gl∆d we h∆d this t∆lk. I'll see i∆ ∆t dinn-"

"Regali." It was a single word. Drenched in such a honey sweet tone. So lacking in ill will or mal -intent. And yet, it stopped her in her tracks as she attempted to step away from the cerulean and his place of work. "Come over here a moment, moonlight. If you please."

"... Doc, I don't-"

"It'll only be a moment." There's no change in tone. No urgency in the way he interrupts. His manner of speaking was warm and hospitable, yet... empty. Sterile. Artificial. A familiar cold travels up her spine. "My clamps seem to have misplaced themselves. I need your hands a moment."

"Doc... Iou know how I feel ∆round-."

"I do. And I hate to ask so much of you, moonlight. But I simply cannot do this without aid, I'm afraid. I know I can trust no one else with the task of helping, but my ever faithful assistant." Regali shifts a bit from foot to foot in uncertainty, until that tooth rottingly sugary tone adds. "Please?"

"... Just... With one small moment?"

"Five minutes tops. I promise."

She lets out a shaky exhale and nods to no one in particular as she turns in place. Slowly, her eyes force their way open to view the floor beneath her feet. Her gaze holds steady with each step, even as she feels the goosebumps along across her skin.

A pair of shoes eventually come into view. A pair of legs cloaked in slacks and a surgical apron sprout up from them. As a waist comes into view, she stops, closing her eyes again as the pounding of her heart in her ears begins to overwhelm. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. Deep breath in. Deep breath out. You can do it. Just don't think about it. Just don't... Don't think.

"-Regali."

"H-wh∆t?"

"Gloves, moonlight. Can't have contamination of the patient's body. It's a health risk. There's a box on your left."

"Right.. right." She allows her gaze to drift to the left. Immediately they meet a quartet of wheels. They trace up the metal legs to the indented top of the cart. A box of opened surgical gloves lay crooked at its center, next to a box of masks. Steeling her nerves, she reaches over to pick up the first box. Immediately she nearly drops it as something thuds against the table to her front.

"Sorry about that. You know how they can be. Ever impatient. How're those gloves coming along?"

"I-i've gottem. I've gottem." She clears her throat as she quickly pulls out a pair to slide her hands into. For good measure, she grabs a mask as well, pulling it on quick before stepping forward to the doctor's side. To the floor her eyes returned, shoulders raised as her heart started thumping again.

"You're tense." He states.

"I'm fine, doc." She refutes. This is disproven easily as she senses his movement, and two hands gently take her wrists.

"It's alright, moonlight. Just take a breath like I showed you before. In and out. I'll guide you through everything. You know I'm always here to aid you." She nods again, closing her eyes as she does what he instructs. She can feel him step behind her as his hands moved from her wrists to her hands proper. His hands were warm, but sickeningly wet.

She willed herself not to think about it. Instead her mind drifted to him. To the closeness. The way he enveloped her in an almost hug as he moves her hands forward.

She does not think about the way her hands rose and fell against something as they were pressed firm into a warm shape.

She distracts herself with the sounds of his voice, calmly whispering encouragement.

She does not hear the breathing.

She leans into him. Taking solace in the intimacy. The scent of lilacs is strong from his cologne, even now.

It buries the distinct smell of iron.

"Why don't you sing anymore?"

"E-excuse me?" The question was so out of left field that it threw her mind from its track.

"You used to sing more when you first moved in. I remember how much you adored your little improvesed rhymes."

"I uh.. they were grubbrish. Nev§ did get very good ∆t them."

"Nonsense. I quite enjoyed them."

"Iour just s∆in th∆t."

"Of course I'm not. I did enjoy them. Especially, since it seemed you did."

"i.. suppose. It w∆s just.. something th∆t c∆me n∆tur∆lly when I was feelin ∆ll done up with nerves. ∆ w∆i to rel∆x I guess."

"Could you sing one for me?"

"Wh-, now? Doc-"

"Please? Just this once, Moonlight." He pleads, a somber, plea-full note slipping into his voice. She could feel her face grow a little warmer.

"I... Just one. It won't be veri good, I've heen outt∆ pr∆ctice for ∆ while now."

"You'll do wonderful. You've never disappointed me before. You haven't yet, after all. Not that I'd expect anything less from my perfect performer. And perfect is what you are, aren't you? " For some reason, the jester felt... Uneasy. Her stomach tying itself up in knots as she nods along.

"R-right. Perfect. One of ∆ kind, even."

"... That's what I thought too." He replies with a tone that practically projected his toothy grin into her mind. "Go on then. Perform your best for me."

She takes a hesitant breath, clearing her throat... She attempts to block out the thumping of her pulse. The heat of the overheat lamp upon her skin. Just one song. You can do it. You're a performer. She opens her mouth... And fills the room with nothing. Just the barely audible hum of florescent lights; the buzzing and beeps of various machines accompanying them in their inanimate choir. She swallows as she resists the urge to wipe away the sweat upon her brow.

"Having trouble?" The words were needles by the hundred across her back.

"No! No I-Just... Y∆ know. Low muse is ∆ll. C∆n't just pull ∆ hit outt∆ nowhere." She excuses through labored breaths. The thump of her heart was killing her head. So obnoxious and loud.

"Ah, I see. It is a pity. Perhaps another time then. It is a little disappointing though."

"heh, d-dis∆ppointing? I-I wouldn't s∆i th∆t, I just need ∆ little time-"

"It's fine, moonlight. I expected too much from you. Putting you on the spot like that. Don't worry about it. As for the ball. You don't have to go if you don't wish to. I simply thought having someone with me who properly understood the... Culture, surrounding the whimsical and comedic arts would be nice. Someone who prides themself on their identity such as yourself, I figured you a prime candidate. If you're not up for it however, I understand completely. I can always find someone else to accompany me-"

"I'll go!" The words left her mouth before she could even process them.

"Really? Are you certain? You seemed so against the idea."

"I changed mi mind. You convinced me. Someone of my high talent and knowledge isn't something you come ∆cross ∆ni d∆i. Couldn't trust ∆ni of the dime ∆ dozen low class ∆cts to provide ∆ proper cultur∆l introduction. I'm ∆n inv∆luable guide. Irrepl∆ce∆ble even. I h∆ve to go." She replies quickly, breath shaking and gripping the table in front of her. Her palms sweaty in the blue latex that encased them. There's a pause...

And then a chuckle. A quiet, almost timid giggle that grows into an amused chuckle.

"Irreplaceable... That I suppose you are. It seems you've made the choice for me then. You can accompany me as my plus one."

"G-great!... Great."

"And there we are." She feels his presence pull away from her and in his wake is... Cold. "I can handle the rest from here, moonlight. You're free to go. Spend the rest of the night as you wish. The rubbish bin for your gloves is on your right." Her gloves? Her eyes open again upon two gloved hands, soaked in burgundy. Already beginning to desaturate in the areas it was thinnest. She forces herself to swallow the lump in her throat as she quickly peels them off, careful not to get any of it on her hands. As she turns to her right to discard them, her eyes catch sight of a small cooler upon the table. Just in time for the doctor to pop it open. A cold mist rises from it as the open air met freezing temperatures.

She turned away immediately. Discarding her gloves and discretely making a hurried exit. She closes the door behind her and pressed back against it, attempting to collect her thoughts. She felt like she needed to vomit, but she didn't dare. Not here in the hall. Especially not with this mask on.

She just needed to get back to her room. Don't think about it, just... Just go to bed. She tells herself this on repeat with every step. The distance didn't seem to help. Every step felt heavy. Every thud against the floor brought her back that half second glance. The pounding pulse in her head given imaginary form. An echoed, rhythmic beat from beyond the hall door that just got louder the further she moved.

Slowly she manages to pull herself into her room, throwing the door closed. And all at once. Silence. Her head clear, her body light. She sinks down against the wall, curling into herself.

She didn't humor herself with the question of "what now." There was only one thing to do. Time to prepare. The yule ball was upon her.

#regali dumali #viroxa galrix #my writing #a thing I typed up just now from my phone #Sorry if it's shitty #this was a one draft deal #I did my best to avoid getting detailed with the surgery stuff #you probably noticed #anyway #cw: gore #cw: manipulation #cw: surgery #cw: medical_malpractice

[sparklemaia]

for my one-year-on-T-anniversary my brain delivered this on-theme affirming dream to my sleepscape, happy transiversary to me 😌

#honestly it was pretty peaceful #like quiet joy #top surgery #transmasc #trans #gender #lgbtq #queer #nonbinary #genderqueer #gender euphoria #transition stories #disasters and other genders #cw: surgery #cw: medical #cw: scars #cw: nudity

[wetcatspellcaster]

Wishing you good health for your surgery. 🍀🍀

awww fanks anon! I have lot of health anxiety and I'm worried about my thesis (lol) but I've been on this waiting list two years so it's a good thing that it's finally happening :)

#cw: health #cw: surgery #asks #anons #lovely words from lovely people

[phoenix-flamed]

Idk what's happening but I hope you're okay <3

Oh, I'm fine, no worries Nonny! I finally had my surgery yesterday to have a large ovarian cyst removed(9 cm, baby!), but am a weenie who's up until now been absolutely petrified of hospitals and going under anesthesia.

The surgery went great, though! And not only do I fondly recall my last words to the people in the OR room before the anesthesia claimed me being "Where am I?", I was also given printed photos showing the cyst from while it was in there. Which, rest assured, I will not be posting lol.

#Audiences #Out of the Flames #TW: Surgery #CW: Surgery #TW: Surgery Mention #CW: Surgery Mention #If there's more tags I need to slap on this just lmk

[jcryptid]

Not even gonna pretend that this thing is only getting posted because my brain is currently be hijacked by a feral whump raccoon that needs me to just post this one fic before I get to work on anything else.

please, please, please for the love of god read the tags, i get graphic in this.

#voltron whump fic #voltron fic #whump fic #lance whump #lance whump fic #cw: gore #cw: body horror #cw: surgery #whump #medical whump #whump fanfiction

[thenerdytomboy]

Mob!Mal's in his Mad Scientist Arc :]

#cw: surgery #surgery talk #at least #not actual surgery #welcome home oc #welcome home mob au #welcome home original character #welcome home #welcome home art #welcome home puppet show #digital art #Onyx Art #art #digital artwork #artwork #oc

[nossumusmanus]

A bit of a life update under the cut.

Hi! As a bit of a head's up, I'm having some troubling health issues. I'll spare you the lengthy list of details, and just mention the two most pressing things: in early August, I'm going into surgery to have a large ovarian cyst removed, and in July I have an appointment with an endocrinologist because I have a nodule on my thyroid. I'm hoping the latter somehow won't require surgery, but as you can probably guess, I'm stressed and worried, on top of everything else that's been on my mind.

#Out of Ammo #Tw: Personal #CW: Personal #TW: Health issues #CW: Health issues #TW: Surgery #CW: Surgery