I’d still like to pare it down more, actually, but I’m beginning to obsess over systems of classification and organization, so this is good for now.
There are a few changes you should know about, though. First of all, the Sugarbutch stars – the girls I’ve dated, not the contest – have their own categories now (in order of appearance): The Ex, Callie, Joy, Belle. Under those labels you should now find a chronology of our relationship. And aspiring stud is now the label with posts about dating.
What we call ourselves is the new category for all sorts of things about gender, identity, and labels.
Gatherings covers both parties and workshops.
Colophon is the general term for anything Sugarbutch admin-related, a catch-all for these “about this site” updates that I do occasionally (but I know you’d rather read about sex, so I don’t do them all that often).
The label for stories to turn you on should be somewhat self-explanitory, but I want to also mention that these stories are the posts that I consider to be the most polished, to be stand-alone pieces about a particular sexual interaction or play. If you are new here, or if you’re just looking for some good butch/femme queer smut, start here.
Omphaloskepsis is the catch-all label for my general occasionally eloquent musings, processing, and rantings, primarily about myself and my relationships.
I’ve left most of the sex & kink labels in place, partially because they’re fun and partially because I want to keep filling up those categories more intentionally.
In going over all of these old posts, I found a few of my favorite old writings that I thought I might briefly plug.
In June of this year, I wrote out some details on my relationship history while musing about the tattoo that I want.
And in February of this year, I gathered a list of role playing scenarios, many of which I never got to act out, but which will hopefully, in the future, serve as good inspiration for more stories and scenes.
And as hard as it was to read, this time that Callie and I had sex was probably my very favorite, and it was kind of nice to remember, just for a second, how lovely it used to be.