Sapphina's Mars Commons

We are a disabled sapphic plural transfemme, writing speculative sapphic fiction under the pen name Sapphina Dreamweaver. Feel free to calls us by she or it as feels right, though never they please. We are a plural family sharing a body and we love each other dearly, sexually and romantically. Two mothers, a highly fuckable ferret, and our beloved cittle girl. I feel blessed to have them and I dream of a world that would love them as much as I do. We hope that our fellow families will find joy and comfort in our stories.

These stories centre transfemmes and transfemininity in all our forms, and a few yet to be discovered. By us, for us, about us, by our own sensibilities. Often questionable, never respectable. Stories about what might be, sometimes what has been and might be again, and hopes for a future where our sisters can simply live, with not a single thought given to struggle. Of all our dreams of family and children and long carefree lives a reality.

We are not writing to some grand plan or balance of different kinds of stories. We write as ideas and motivation come to us. They twist and meander and never quite come out as we expect them to. But we listen to the characters and let stories bloom and never ask them to be anything else. Yearnings, musings, cute ideas, snippets of dialogue; so many things come without plan and are at the core of what we write. Not grand works, small utopias of lives lived and joys had and throughout all, I wonder what a world we could make with boundless love.

Cis folk and singlets, be our guests and read as much as you like. Just remember: this is not a place made to cater to you and your wants, but you are most welcome to stay and share company unless you give reason otherwise.

Most of our works are speculative sapphic science fiction being as they are set on a future Mars. They tend more towards speculation on lifestyles, community, culture, and lives lived than technology and science for their own sake. Those tend to be explored moreso in the context of how they could support the former.

Things like tailplugs which swish and wiggle like an extension of one's biological body; robot people and how they might be the same as, and different from, human people, though first and last people same as humans; a world where medicine has taken the place of war and all the other "profitable" industries as the recipient of the bulk our resources. That gave them a world with a thousand forms of estrogen, viable eggs from sperm and vice versa, routine womb implants for women born with penises who want such a thing, and vaccines for every STI under the sun. A world where only Death, in due time and tragedy, still rides.

We write what interests us, be it what interests me as one of the grownups, or our cittle who likes what she likes. Along with a few other cittles, she is the source of most of our ideas in our stories revolving around cittles. She likes peeing -in a non degradation fashion- so there's likely to be some of that in the cuttle stories, though not always in a sexual fashion. I write the words you read, and many of those ideas come from her. We like a good railing, though there are also so many other ways that are a delight for people to enjoy each other's bodies. Really what I care for is not so much writing the sex purely for its own sake, moreso for the shared joy, pleasure, comfort, bonding, and yearning for possibilities that are all bound up in a world where sex is a part of normal life and not a separate, shunned sphere. One where it simply is, no different from knitting, or talking, or baking. A thing people do by themselves or together because it brings them joy and community.

And just once in a blue moon I like to write a woman getting off on offing some terrible man, as a treat. Those you will find via 'other stories' link at the top of the Library page :3

Concepts like misgendering and deadnames are not really applicable to our Mars setting. Names are fluid and there is no such thing as a "legal" name. Your name is whatever you use and that is that. Some minor elements of that may come through in our works in other settings, though when reading these stories you can be certain of:

Otherwise, read the content notes and blurbs. Enjoy <3

First and foremost, I want to extend a warm thank you to all my trans sisters who have read and enjoyed my writing. And an extra cosy hug for the plural friends who listen to me ramble about this world and tell me how much it matters to see themselves shown and loved. It makes it so easy to keep motivated when I hear you all sharing your love for this world with us.

A world that loves us, where girls with dicks are something wholly unremarkable, with plural families and our cittles cherished and adored. Lets build something like it here, where and as we can.