#Female voices

[theboyfromipanema]

International Women’s Day

Montevideo, Uruguay

[yukispaceassassin]

Pirate Queen Nahve (voiced by Aife the Dark Elf) has you in her clutches, but luckily for you, she's got some pent up feelings she cannot ignore.

POV 6 is now up for Subscribers on https://subscribestar.adult/sadistic-dreamer (and one other place).

(Art by Nynosuke based on design by Satanya.)

[vanalex]

[fetichesonoro]

Girl Ultra, Estevie, Karol G, Jordana B, Angélica García, Reno Rojas, Paula Cendejas, Nathy Peluso and Loyal Lobos.

[noisystills]

[rybytskyy]

Lofty Dreams: Finding Beauty in Sorrowful Times

[afrofeministe]

One of the earliest articulated and still ​most important goals of feminist scholarship has been to allow women's voices to be heard. We have been aware of ways in which dominant ideologies have shaped our discourse and understandings so that women have had to see things from male perspectives or have had their own, perhaps less articulated, perspective ignored or silenced.

Sue Wilkinson (ed.) / Feminist Social Psychologies: International Perspectives

[theboyfromipanema]

Women Empowerment

Buenos Aires, Argentina

[theabigailthorn]

"Good" Acting

i have a theory that a lot of people say acting is "good" when they're emotionally moved by it, and a lot of cishet white people have a lifelong habit of not listening or empathising when minoritised people speak, so minority actors get called "bad" even when they display some pretty fucking amazing technical skill

[clown-eating-pig]

I really love gertrude robinson bc how often do you get an older woman character who just really sucks? She sacrifices ppl that trust her. She is so focused on keeping the world from ending that she completely doesn’t notice one of her assistants routinely torturing the others. She dismembered a guy. She does her job badly on purpose. She’s cunning and sneaky. She dares her murderous, immortality seeking boss to kill her. She gets murdered by her murderous, immortality seeking boss. She’s not particularly friendly. She somehow had access to plastic explosives. She’s a manipulator and a liar. She’s bound to the avatar of destruction. She helped a guy get rid of a pig by telling him to put it in conk crete. She is like the opposite of a sweet little grandma and that’s beautiful.

[fetichesonoro]

20 years later... Their first album is finally on streaming

Imagine reading this text 20 years ago: Introducing Muna Zul, a captivating a cappella trio from Mexico City, composed of three talented young women. Their music is a fresh and innovative blend of traditional Mexican folk themes with elements of pop, rock, and world beat. The harmonious integration of these diverse genres creates a sound that is both enchanting and highly addictive. Each song on their album offers a unique listening experience, making it an album you'll find yourself revisiting repeatedly, discovering new layers of enjoyment with every listen. Personnel: Dora Juárez Kiczkovsky, Leika Mochán Quesnel and Sandra Cuevas Trejo, with Federico Schmucler, Horacio Trujillo, and Leonardo Heiblum. (on John Zorn's Tzadik label).

[yawnderu]

CW: mentions of kidnapping and stolen body autonomy.

Find a way in, kill the enemy, retrieve the hostages, leave. A routine of sorts that gave his life some sense of purpose to avoid going insane for the past two decades. Simon liked to believe he got over what happened in his past... truly, he did; and yet Manuel Roba’s horrors seem to haunt him no matter where how many years pass.

“C’mere.” Simon’s voice held no hostility, he made sure of it, yet your stiff position never changed. Legs angled to the right, hands folded on your lap, and eyes looking forward, refusing to meet anyone’s gaze even if it’s been hours since your rescue. Garrick, Price and Johnny have already tried to get you to talk multiple times, all of them with different approaches. 

Garrick was friendly, trying his best to seem approachable, a bright smile on his lips that you didn’t seem to notice, too busy staring at a wall no matter how much he tried to hold a conversation.

Price seemed fatherly, never once laying a hand on you even if it was itching to comfort you, and so he settled with telling you you’re safe now, how no one will ever get you again now that they're here. His words didn’t seem to do much, either. 

Johnny was… something else. His first attempt was a shitty pick up line, getting a reaction out of you for the first time— a nose scrunched up in disgust, but a reaction nonetheless.  

And Simon… Simon’s approach was different. The man was used to barking out orders and obeying them himself, not to deal with an unresponsive hostage. His behemoth frame was nestled next to you, putting a tray on the table and observing your reactions. From the way you swallowed thickly the moment the meal was presented to you, to the sound of your stomach growling. 

“Go on, then.” Your gaze follows his movements for the first time, the feeling of your stomach rumbling makes you more aware of your hunger, so many years being fed nothing but what was necessary to keep you alive by Manuel and his associates, so many years of being trained like a dog to obey to their very order. 

Simon can see the hesitation in your body language, too tense to allow yourself to dig in the way you wanted, yet no longer as stiff as before. There was a sense of relief at the fact that they didn’t seem to want to hurt you —unlike Roba—, yet years of non-stop brutal training can’t be erased within hours.

Roba’s training was engraved into your brain, and while the sense of security the SAS blokes gave you is something you’re thankful for, nothing guarantees they’re not working for him. You’ve seen other military men come and go throughout the years, always Roba’s friends, and always sharing the same disgusting, sadistic desires.

“Eat up.” The rest of the men watch the way you move, curiosity and amusement mixing at how strange your movements seem, almost robotic. Your forearms rest on the table, elbows away from the cheap wood as you attempt to hold your own cutlery— attempt, because it looks fully foreign to you, trying out different angles to make it work, and yet it's the first time in years you've been allowed to try and feed yourself.

Simon is the first one to catch on, having lived under Roba’s rules for long enough to know he enjoys taking people’s autonomy, to reduce them to nothing but a pathetic mess that depends on him. His gloved fingers are gentle as he takes the spoon from your hand, scooping up some food before holding it up to your lips. His full attention is on you, relief starting to make its way into his body as sees your rather soft lips wrap around the spoon, eating whatever he was feeding you. Lucky for you, this time it wasn’t an MRE… or beans on toast.

His gloved thumb wipes the corners of your lips every time you’re done chewing, and he’s quick to pick up more food from the plate, nothing but patience and kindness shown in his actions, so unlike the brooding soldier he's known to be.

“... two goldfish are in a tank…?” Johnny’s loud groan gets your attention for a second, yet you quickly glance back at Simon, curious eyes looking up at him, almost as if asking him to go on. 

“One turns to the other and says… ‘you know how to drive this thing?’” You can see the corners of his eyes crinkle before he even finishes his joke, clearly trying his best not to laugh at just how awful it was. A small smile hides in the corners of your lips, and Simon takes that as a victory, ignoring the questioning looks he’s getting from his team, for now.

[playfully-sadistic]

Grunting, moaning, breathing right into your ear while fucking you open with three fingers and putting my entire body weight on you, to have every thought of yours and every sensation you feel overwhelmingly fixated on me, me, me.

Your pleasure not just caused by me, but owned by me entirely, like your whole being.

[blackfemmecharacterdependency]

All the Black Femmes || Arcane

Mel Medarda: Toks Olagundoye, Imogen Faires

Ambessa Medarda: Ellen Thomas

Sevika, Apothecary: Amirah Vann

Shoola, Jules: Mara Junot

Sky Young, (Additional Voices): Kimberly Brooks

Other Additional Voices: Debra Wilson, Kimberly Bailey, Shondalia White