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When you spend like an hour researching the different kind of top and bottom surgeries available for female to male transgendered people, and their costs, and in which places they'd most likely be able to get them...
And then you read that the success rate of phalloplasties have increased substantially over the last few years, that now patients can actually retain erotic sensation, and it hits you DUUUH, your MC is not getting this surgery NOW, they're doing it when they were in their twenties...
And then you hurry to the fandom wikia, and you realise she was born in 1977, making her need to start hormones in 1993 before she gets the surgery...
And then you go to wikipedia, and realise that transgendered people were only legally allowed to marry starting in 1976, and the chances of there being skilled surgeons for anything in 1995 are probably pretty fucking low, and your entire fic is derailed.
I'd say whatever, it's fine, he'll just have had top surgery to pull off a dapper suit with no complicated/dangerous bottom surgery, except no. I can't. The entire fucking point is that post-prison no one knows, which means they needed to go to a male prison which means they need a goddamn penis in the mid-nineties.
WHY IS THE HISTORY OF PHALLOPLASTY GIVING ME NOTHING? GOOGLE, FOR SHAAAAAAME!
You know what? fuck it. fuck it fuck it fuck it. This is supposed to be a 1k kink bingo fill, spending more time researching it than writing it is fucking sad. I'm just going to write in the AN that the author failed at research and is cognizant of the fuckups, but is handwaving.
And then you read that the success rate of phalloplasties have increased substantially over the last few years, that now patients can actually retain erotic sensation, and it hits you DUUUH, your MC is not getting this surgery NOW, they're doing it when they were in their twenties...
And then you hurry to the fandom wikia, and you realise she was born in 1977, making her need to start hormones in 1993 before she gets the surgery...
And then you go to wikipedia, and realise that transgendered people were only legally allowed to marry starting in 1976, and the chances of there being skilled surgeons for anything in 1995 are probably pretty fucking low, and your entire fic is derailed.
I'd say whatever, it's fine, he'll just have had top surgery to pull off a dapper suit with no complicated/dangerous bottom surgery, except no. I can't. The entire fucking point is that post-prison no one knows, which means they needed to go to a male prison which means they need a goddamn penis in the mid-nineties.
WHY IS THE HISTORY OF PHALLOPLASTY GIVING ME NOTHING? GOOGLE, FOR SHAAAAAAME!
You know what? fuck it. fuck it fuck it fuck it. This is supposed to be a 1k kink bingo fill, spending more time researching it than writing it is fucking sad. I'm just going to write in the AN that the author failed at research and is cognizant of the fuckups, but is handwaving.