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tanuki-kimono · 5 months
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Cw: We are going to talk here about periods, and sex education in the past. Read this note according to your own sensibilities :)
How women dealt with periods during Edo period, article by shunga enthousiast Shungirl who made a paper pad following instructions found in makura bunko 枕文庫 - ie ancient sex books illustrated with erotic ukiyoe.
One of such makura bunko is 渓斎英泉 Keisai Eisen's 閨中紀聞-枕文庫, first published in 1822. It details Chinese remedies recipes for menstrual pains and irregularities, give tips about sex, and information about menstruations and pregnancy. From a modern point of view, some beliefs are outdated, but it was then such a bestseller it went through several reeditions.
Several words were apparently in use during Edo era to designates menstrual period: keisui 経水, gekkei 月経, tsukiyaku 月水, etc.
When girls went throught their first period, their females relatives or nannies would taught them how to deal with them. One method was to use paper as sanitary products (please note people without easy access to paper probably dealt with periods differently).
__________ 御馬 paper pads
Sanitary pads, such as the one recreated above by Shungirl, were then called mima 御馬 (probably as a pun on true "mima" which were then fine horses own by noblemen, or attached to sanctuaries as mounts for gods etc) or simply ouma お馬 ("honorable" horse).
Ouma were made from inexpensive recycled paper called Asakusagami 浅草紙. Sheets were folded 8 times, tied with twisted paper strings (koyori 紙縒), and then wrapped with another layer of folded paper. It was secured once again with paper strings.
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Part of the strings could be left long so to tie around the waist, or/and pad was hold into place by wearing fundoshi 褌 loincloth (which would also help prevent leaking on inner tights).
Asakusagami quality was low (it was also used as toilet paper) so paper pads had to be changed often, meaning you had to fold quite a lot of them to go through your period!
Shungirl folded the pad above following instructions found in the book 実娯教絵抄, which provided several other "models":
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__________ 詰め紙 paper tampons
Another method for dealing with periods were tampon-like paper bundles which were inserted into the vagina, the 詰め紙 (tsumeshi? I am not sure of the reading).
This method may have first appeared in red-light districts (?). Beside its use for periods, prostitutes also used those tampons as method of contraception (OP has an interesting article on this subject).
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By the end of Edo period and into Meiji, paper tampons were widely used even by women who were not prostitutes - despite voices branding this method as unsanitary.
__________ About girls' coming of age rites
Menarche (first period) was an important milestone for girls, and was celebrated as such via specific rites (shochō o iwau 初潮を祝). Those differed a lot from places to places, and also depended on social status.
Celebrations would concern close family, but often spread to wider community who could received for example a festive meal (sekihan 赤飯) for the occasion (some Edo era senryû poems stress how mortifying this publicity could be!).
Interestingly, some traditions were also pretty sweet: in some places, mothers would sew 3 stiches into their daughter's underskirt (koshimaki 腰巻き) as a good luck charm, hoping their periods would last only 3 days <3
Those rites were part of coming of age traditions (seijoshiki 成女式) which marked the start of a young woman adulthood. Another example is the blackening of teeth (ohaguro お歯黒) which usually started around 16-17 years old.
Celebrating menarche publicly was a way of advertising that the girl was no longer a child and would "soon" be a bride. Yet, if menarche often took place around 13-14 years old, in reality it was somehow unusual to have girls married so soon!
Before marriage, especially in non-noble/samurai families, young women often started their sexual life via flings or yobai 夜這い ("night crawling" ie pseudo-secret nighttime encounters) before any wedding actually took place.
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scaredycatghoulette · 5 months
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Phantom and Swiss, making out half undressed in Swiss' room.
Swiss, breathing heavily: I can't believe we finally get to do this.
Phantom: Swiss, i just think you should know this is my first time, like on the surface.
Swiss, in a comforting tone: Don't worry, bug, we can go slow, and I'll be real gentle with you.
Phantom, confused: What? No i want you to break my back, make me realise what I've been missing out on.
Swiss, smiling: Oh, i can definitely do that for you.
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Virgil, bursting into the room: You two are having sex! Logan, not looking up from their book: Really? Remus, why didn’t you tell me? I would have put my book down.
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skyrim-forever · 9 months
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so I finally watched the video...
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coinandcandle · 1 year
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Dionysus Deity Guide
Content warning: Dionysus is linked heavily with sexuality and sexual themes will be prevalent throughout this post.
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Who is Dionysus?
Also spelled “Dionysos”, he is the Greek god of wine, ecstasy, and theatre to name a few of his areas of expertise. He was later adopted by the Romans who referred to him as Bacchus. Dionysus was known as being “twice born” due to the story of his birth(s).
The story of Dionysus’ birth is a tragedy, beginning his life with his mother’s death. The story goes that Hera caught wind of Semele’s pregnancy with Zeus’ child and convinced her to ask Zeus to show her his true godly form in order to prove that he really was Zeus. This true form was too much for a mortal to handle and Semele was consumed by fire—or the heat Zeus’ lightning bolts. Not wanting his child to die with her, Zeus sewed Dionysus into his own thigh (thought to mean his testicles).
Parents and Siblings
Zeus (Father)
Semele (Mother)
Demeter (Mother, at times)
Persephone (Mother in Orphic mythos)
Siblings
Aeacus
Angelos
Apollo
Ares
Artemis
Athena
Eileithyia
Enyo
Eris
Ersa
Hebe
Helen of Troy
Hephaestus
Heracles
Hermes
Minos
Pandia
Persephone
Perseus
Rhadamanthus
Tantalus
the Graces
the Horae
the Litae
the Muses
the Moirai
Lovers or Partners
Ariadne (Wife/Consort)
Aphrodite
Aura
Beroe
Cronois
Nicaea
Althaea
Erigone
Pellene
Physcoa
Ampelus
Polymnus or Hyplipnus
Children
HYMENAIOS/Hymenaeus (Son)
IAKKHOS (Iacchus) (Son)
METHE (Daughter)
PASITHEA (Daughter)
PRIAPOS/Priapus (Son)
SABAZIOS/Sabazius (Son)
TELETE (Daughter)
THYSA (Daughter)
DEIANEIRA (Daughter)
EURYMEDON (Son)
KERAMOS/Ceramus (Son)
NARKAIOS/Narcaeus (Son)
OINOPION/Oenopion (Son)
PEPARETHOS/Peparethus (Son)
PHANOS (Son)
PHLIASOS or PHLIAS (Son)
STAPHYLOS/Staphylus (Son)
THOAS
Epithets
Note: Dionysus has many epithets and to create a list of all of them would make this post WAY too long so I’ve added as many as I could while retaining a good length for the post. :,>
Dionysus Eleutherios ("the liberator")
Acratophorus, Ἀκρατοφόρος ("giver of unmixed wine"), at Phigaleia in Arcadia
Acroreites at Sicyon
Androgynos Ἀνδρόγυνος (androgynous, specifically in intercourse) referring to the god taking both an active male and a passive female role.
Bassareus, Βασσαρεύς a Thracian name for Dionysus, which derives from bassaris or "fox-skin", which item was worn by his cultists in their mysteries.
Braetes, Βραίτης ("related to beer") at Thrace
Cistophorus Κιστοφόρος ("basket-bearer, ivy-bearer"), Alludes To baskets being sacred to the god.
Dimetor Διμήτωρ ("twice-born") Refers to Dionysus's two births.
Dendrites Δενδρίτης ("he of the trees"), as a fertility god.
Enorches ("with balls"), with reference to his fertility, or "in the testicles" in reference to Zeus' sewing the baby Dionysus "into his thigh", understood to mean his testicles). Used in Samos and Lesbos.
Iacchus, Ἴακχος a possible epithet of Dionysus, associated with the Eleusinian Mysteries. In Eleusis, he is known as a son of Zeus and Demeter. The name "Iacchus" may come from the Ιακχος (Iakchos), a hymn sung in honor of Dionysus.
Lenaius, Ληναῖος ("god of the wine-press")
Phleus ("related to the bloοm of a plant").
Pseudanor Ψευδάνωρ (literally "false man", referring to his feminine qualities), in Macedonia.
Tauros, Ταῦρος ("a bull"), occurs as a surname of Dionysus.
(Wiki)
Notes
Dionysus may have been worshipped as early as c. 1500–1100 BC by Mycenaean Greeks.
After birth Dionysus was said to have been sent to be cared for by Nymphs at Mount Nysa, the identities of these Nymphs varies by source.
His wife, Ariadne, was abandoned by Theseus on the island of Naxos. In some myths she is slain and/or ascends to immortality to live with her husband on Mt. Olympus.
Once he was an adult, Dionysus traveled to the underworld to bring his mother back with him to Olympus where it’s said that Zeus then turned her into the goddess Thyone—Goddess of the Bacchic frenzy that his female followers experience.
Dionysus is regularly found with groups of satyrs and maenads.
Another name the Greeks had for Dionysus was Bacchus, this was the name the Romans would later adopt for the god. Bacchus means “the noisy or riotous god”, fitting for this buck-wild deity! (Said with affection, of course.)
Along with wine, ecstasy, and theatre, Dionysus was known as a god of vegetation, madness, and frenzy along with quite a few other specializations.
Once a group of pirates kidnapped Dionysus who planned to sell him as a slave (or other unsavory things, depending on the myth); he overran their boat with creeping vines and beasts, and caused the men to go insane, then turned them into dolphins as they jumped overboard.
Dionysus has been depicted in many ways over time but two prevalent depictions are either him as an androgynous youth or an old, bearded man.
Apparently Dionysus hates owls; rather he hates the “sight of an owl” (Theoi)
As Bacchus he was commonly depicted as having ram or bull horns.
Dionysus had many cults throughout the ancient world including not just Greece, but in Scythia, Eastern Europe, Libya, North Africa and Gaul, Southern France as well.
Modern Deity Work
Correspondences
These are not all historically accurate. Anything that has a background in ancient tradition will be marked with a (T).
Rocks/Stone/Crystals
Grape Agate
Amethyst (it was believed that this stone could protect you from drunkenness)
Antimony
Gold
Garnet
Ruby
Herbs/Plants
Pinecone & Pine tree (due to his staff being tipped with a pinecone) (T)
Grapes/grapevines (T)
Ivy (T)
Asphodel (T)
Animals
Leopard or Panther
Tiger
Bull
Serpent
Dolphins (T)
Fawns (his followers were said to wear fawn-skins)
Important Dates
Dionysia
Haloa
Ascolia
Lenaia
Bacchanalia
Offerings
Wine (T)
Objects or imagery of the aforementioned items and animals
Fruit or fruit salad
Honey
Beer
Acts of Devotion
Go buck-wild (half joking here)
Dance
Host festivities
Sing
Attend, write, or act in a play (T)
Sign, create, or recite Hymns to Dionysus (T)
Protect or be an ally for queer, androgynous, and gender non-conforming folks
Dress up in costumes
Make a mask for him (T)
Have sex or solo sex
As the god of comedy he'd also probably enjoy stand-up comedians just sayin
Be yourself!! Dionysus is especially known to love on outcasts.
All in all, how you interact with a deity is up to you, these are simply a few suggestions for you based on my readings!
References and Further Reading
Dionysus - Britannica
Dionysus - Wikipedia
Dionysos - Theoi
The Bacchae - Ancient-Literature
The Masque of Dionysus by Helene P. Foley
The Frogs - Aristophanes (wiki summary, but there are free pdfs of the translated story!)
Misc Myths: Dionysus - Overly Sarcastic Productions
Ecstasy and Possession: The Attraction of the Women to the Cult of Dionysus
Cult of Dionysos - Theoi
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gaytventhusiast · 20 days
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Labels, Asexuality, Aromanticism and Headcanon.
I need to just get this off my chest because it's a common trend I've noticed in a couple fandoms I'm in and I think it needs to be discussed. Of course I'm open to discussion on this. There's a chance I'm wrong.
Something about the way fandom treats s/x repulsed characters in media just sits with me bad. In multiple fandoms I've been in now, I've witnessed a clearly stated canonically s/x repulsed asexual character be put into 'intimate' situations under guise of a 's/x positive' interpretation. What bothers me, personally, is that these characters don't and would never. One example is with Jonathan Sims from The Magnus Archives. I have accidentally stumbled across explicit fics involving him before that are tagged 's/x positive asexual Jonathan Sims'. But the thing about him is that at no point in the podcast is he even mentioned to be asexual. In fact, the information you get about him is actually that he simply doesn't. That is all you know, that he doesn't, ever. And yet, due to the nuances of the asexual label and the fact that that description of Jon technically puts him under it, folks have been using those technicalities to put him into scenarios he never would enter into. As much as I hate to say it, it almost feels like there's a sort of s/x repulsed asexual erasure going on within the aspec community. And for context, this is coming from an aspec who is positive about that kind of intimacy. This is not just limited to asexuality either. I've also witnessed this happening to aromantic characters with fandom putting them in 'queer platonic relationships' that read as romantic ones. There is nothing wrong with enjoying a platonic pairing, in fact, I'm all for it. But time and time again I see sappy art with blushing or otherwise romantic undertones and I feel... just sort of weird about it. I understand where this all comes from. People have a desire to see themselves in characters and I respect that. But you can do that without the erasure of both asexuals and aromatics that simply do not. When it comes to being aro and/or ace, I recognise that, I, as someone who, although aspec, is still is open to relationships and 'intimacy', am far less scrutinised for it by society than those who aren't. And although sadly there is barely any representation in media for the kind of aspec I am, it doesn't mean that it feels okay to erase other asexual identities and their representation in the process. Summary: So this is all to say. It personally makes me uncomfortable when I see Repulsed Asexual and Aromatic characters turned pseudo-s/xual and romantic by the fans through the use of Label Nuances and Technicalities. (Note: This is not intended to be an attack on anyone personally. I simply think it's a much needed to be discussed topic that I've noticed happening more and more recently) On a more positive note: For anyone looking for aspec representation that involves a character who loves the idea of romance and has experienced giddy feelings in the past but comes to the realisation they might be aromantic through the help of an aroace friend, go listen to The Penumbra Podcast season 4 episode 'Rita Minute 4: 4Ever Love'. I've never felt so seen in terms of my sexuality before. It's an underrated gem of an aspec central minisode.
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odditycircus-2002 · 3 months
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So you know that one ask you did about Medusa Reader and Baraka kissing like Harley and Ivy? Well, now I can't stop thinking about the time Harley and Ivy canoodling for the first time and waking up next to each other, shocked and embarrassed, but make it Medusa and Baraka.
A/N: One awkward moment between the monster couple, coming up! 😈😈😈
“One Night”
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Starting off slow and simple, becoming one in each other's embrace with Baraka buried deep in your heat. Your tongues slide over the other and occasionally coiling around each other, until both of your break for breath. His forehead pressed against your own in a silent vow.
"I won't ever break your trust."
Baraka seemed to say.
...
Empress Mileena was generous to give you and Baraka rooms at the Palace during the feast meant to honor the latter for long overdue recognition for his service towards the Empire. It's been awhile since you slept in a real bed. While you've grown accustomed to sleeping on a mat while working with the Tarkatan Colony, you'd be lying if you said a part of you sometimes didn't miss the simple luxury of a soft bed, and warm comforters; or the wine from the Palace's winery that you may have gone a bit overboard with if the dull throbbing in your temple is any indicator. You must have also enjoyed the festivities too much as well because, you're lower half, especially the pelvic region feels sore.
'Oh well,'
You absentmindedly think to yourself as you turn on your side, digging yourself more into the comforters which smelt of old leather and dust mix with that familiar sour tang of Tarkat, very similar to Baraka. Speaking of, when you cracked an eye open to spot the former tribune sleeping before you, looking far more peaceful than you could recall in your memory.
'Wait...'
"Y/N!?!"
Baraka reacts a nanosecond faster than you as he jumps away from you in bed, his bed, not caring how the bedsheets fall away from his pelvis as he does so, exposing a plethora of bite marks and claw marks. At the same time, you wrap the comforter around you and will your snakes to wrap around your eyes, with your bat-like wings acting as extra security to your naked body. Baraka swore profusely under his breath as he turned his head away from you.
"This was a grave mistake. I shouldn't have done this! I shouldn't have done this! I shouldn't have done this!"
The former tribune and merchant red eyes a widened in panic as he starts scrambling for his clothing. All the while hastily searching for the serum he knows you keep in your belt, nearly tearing up the room in his search. You, however, have a much calmer reaction as you start to redress; well, as much as you could, since some of your undergarments were torn to ribbons. Luckily, your mask remained untouched on the bedside table.
But then as the night grew longer, you soon found yourself pinned down your stomach, blindly clawing at the pillows and tearing the sheets. Behind you, is a bestial man pounding his hips against your ass, one hand pushing down on the back of your head, your snakes coiling tightly around his wrist as if intending to never let him go, and the other gripping your hips so tightly that thin lines are left in your F/C scales.
"Oh! Baraka! Baraka! Bara- KAAAAHHHHH!!!"
"The passionate fornication or the drinking?"
You try to awkwardly joke which went completely over Baraka's head, who tore open a wardrobes door off its hinges.
"Both! All of it! Where's the anti-tarkat serum, Y/N? I know without a shadow of a doubt that I've infected you with my disease! Perhaps if we give it to you now, it'll completely eradicate the disease itself before it can take ahold of you!"
The Tarkatan brow furrows deeply as he starts to hyperventilate, his expression taking on that of a panicked animal.
"Where is it?"
"Baraka, it'll be alright,"
"Where it it?!? "
"We were both drunk and so our judgements were clouded,"
WHERE IS IT!?!"
"BARAKA!"
The latter whips his head around in his direction, his heart ready to burst from his chest, before he feels the frozen blood in his veins melting at the sight of the familiar yellow liquid in your hands. You then speak in a calm and assuring voice.
"I have it, right here."
You then proceed to rake off the protective covering on the needle and inject it into your neck, biting back a grunt of pain as the large needle penetrates into a major neck artery. Yet, it was worth it to see the panic and anxiety melt away from Baraka's twisted face. You give him a gentle smile, even though you know he can't see it behind your mask. This reprieve, however, is shattered, once again by Baraka.
"I put you in danger."
Your dear friend then leaves the room, slamming the door behind him before you could protest. You get up to follow after Baraka, his name on your lips before they die out before they could even uttered. Yet, as soon as you take a couple steps outside the room, you stop.
‘What if Baraka’s right?’
You think to yourself. Before you can stop yourself, your mind goes into Apothecary mode. You reason to yourself how you always would quarantine anyone who comes into contact with a plague, especially after close contact. You and Baraka definitely fell under that category. The only reason why everyone in court was able to celebrate with Baraka was because Mileena and other courtesans were wearing masks per your and your peers’ recommendation. You made long physical contact with Baraka without any mask or protection in more ways than one. Tarkat’s transmission is largely unknown, but it’s reasonable to think the more contact, the higher the chance of infection.
'That settles it,'
You give yourself a heavy sigh before resigning to pull out some parchment and ink from the thrown desk to write a letter for Baraka to pass on to Empress Mileena. You first instructed the Empress to burn the bedsheets and wipe every surface head to toe in the most distilled alcohol they have while taking the utmost caution to wear proper protection. Secondly, you explain that you'll be staying in the guest chambers that Mileena has provided for you for the next 28 days, strongly emphasizing how no one is to enter until the quarantine is over for the safety of all in the palace.
After finishing the letter, you exited Baraka's room before swiftly returning to yours. You enter your room just as Baraka enters the hall and enters back into his room. Meanwhile, you lock your room's door behind you. You lean back against the door before slumping onto the ground and bury your head into your knees.
'Focus on your breathing. Inhale for 2 seconds, hold for 4 more, then release at 8.'
You try to focus on your own advice and keep calm lest you make any possible tarkat infection worse. As a Healer who decided to pursue the cure of Tarkat, you were always aware of the high probability of infection and even death. You had long since resigned yourself from those odds because they were a given in your chosen profession. However, while you did feel some fear at the looming threat of infection, it's overshadowed by the possibility of Baraka blaming himself for infecting you in the first place. You fear that infection could break Baraka's indomitable determination.
Your eyes burn with tears, wanting to spill out, and your throat's walls begin to close in on themselves. You have no regrets about that night, not when you got to hold Baraka close to you without any barriers. But, you may just come to pray that night never happened should worse come to worse.
'I just hope it wasn't all a mistake.'
Playlist while writing this:
"Flesh" By Simon Curtis
"Higher" By Michael Buble
"Hypnotized" By Simon Curtis
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jtl-fics · 2 months
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Hiii, I'd love to read a snippet of Pretty Boy 💜
WIP Wednesday 2/7/24 (CLOSED) | Pretty Boy
Then he watches as Neil points towards the back alley. The back alley where guys get and give hand jobs and blow jobs. He watches as Evan's face lights up and Roland's confusion.
Andrew is up on his feet before he is even thinking about it. Eyes so locked on Neil and Evan that he bumps in to half the club. He loses sight of them when the door closes and all Andrew can think is that somehow Evan must have been some Moriyama or Wesninski assassin.
It's about a million times more likely than Neil agreeing to get or give a blow job / hand job in a back alley to someone he just met who pisses him off.
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xiaq · 1 year
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Me: casually lighting the Sex Candle My fiance, noticing from the hallway and throwing himself into the bedroom:
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killbots-stuff · 5 months
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MoneyMakerz Inc 2: Lunch Break
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scaredycatghoulette · 3 months
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Dew, sat glancing at Swiss: Hey Swiss listen, so you know how we both seem to be not getting with anyone lately?
Swiss, looking up from his magazine: Yeah, what about it?
Dew: I was thinking.. what if we had some kind of arrangement where we help each other out.
Swiss, raising an eyebrow: So you wanna be friends with benefits?
Dew, staring at Swiss: WOAH MAN! Hold your horses, i just wanna have sex i never said i wanted to he friends with you.
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Janus: How do you tell someone that you wanna have sex with them in a polite way? Remus: Excuse me sir. Would you give me the honours of indulging in sexual activities with you? Virgil: What the fuck is wrong with you two?
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vaniloqu3nce · 10 months
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Hello Tumblr I have an important question that will determine the fate of my marriage
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tamras-shieldmaiden · 2 months
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Miscellaneous Lin/Linvira headcanon:
CW: sex mentioned
Lin is fed up with everyone expecting her to lead in the bedroom. It is something that has soured previous relationships and what has turned her off dating and even casual flings. She would like nothing more but to be swept away and not have to rise to the expectation of being the one in charge for a change. She enjoys servicing her lovers, but she's not always in the mood to lead or initiate, so when she began her affair with Kuvira, she was relieved to realize that Kuvira demonstrated a good deal of initiative in their intimacy. Lin found her confidence sexy and realized she was looking forward to and enjoyed their sexual encounters more because she has been allowed to be led and be taken care of. This has made the moments that she decides to take the lead more genuine and spontaneous and are always welcomed by Kuvira, who is always floored by her confidence and intensity.
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