#TW: child molestation

[voidingintotheshout]

Vague video description: in this news clip from Philip DeFranco, he outlines what has been going on with YouTuber Nikocado. So essentially Nickocado pre-recorded all of his videos for the last two years while he underwent a drastic weight loss of 250 pounds. He then revealed that the video that was released less than a week ago showing him a 350+ pounds was from two years ago. He describes this, as an elaborate prank of him making himself the villain, to prove some weird point about the bankruptcy of the attention economy? This combined with the Dr DisRespect story from the same (full length) episode of the Philip DeFranco show from the same day (today) in which Dr DisRespect seems to imply that the child molestation allegations against him were all part of some “master plan” of his to prove a point that people will believe anything. What a monster.

Sheesh. I think this is a really great time to remind everybody that we all don’t have to be on the Internet. We can literally just be off-line and chat with friends and read a book and go hiking and whatever. The permanently online brain rot apparently extends to content creators as well. Weird. 

[ladyantiheroine]

While I'm still thinking about Nosferatu, am I the only one who sees a bit of a child molestation allegory in Ellen and Orlok?

Ellen tells us that she called to Orlok when she was young. She'd been experiencing symptoms of his influence since childhood, after all. She wanted someone to comfort her, protect her, guide her.

But then that someone turned out to be a predator. To paraphrase her, it was "something sweet turned to torture." She speaks how it fills her with shame, complicates her marriage and sexual relationship with her husband, how she lowers to the floor and makes herself smaller and more childlike ("I promise I'll be good") when beckoning Thomas to have sex with her.

It reminds me a little bit of the book My Dark Vanessa by Kate Elizabeth Russell. It makes me think of the dynamic of a child who had a relationship with an adult she had a crush on, only to grow up and realize that he was a monster. It's the horror of realizing that the person you are attracted to and even fond of was a predator all along.

[punkeropercyjackson]

'Real intellectuals in fandom love complex ships'And the complexity is rape culture

[princess-kurosaki]

this generation is so “hypersexual” because the last generation molested us.

[cosmicsproutcake]

if the writer has put that nasty shit out into the world then my abuser wouldnt have been able to use it to grrom me so actually yeah the writer is worse

And if your abuser had, instead, used puppies or candy to groom you, would you be calling for the eradication of Kennel Clubs and the Hershey Chocolate Corporation?

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, but if that fanfiction hadn't existed, your abuser would've just found something else to groom you with, because that's what abusers do; they abuse.

[kcyars99]

it goes without saying that child molestaton is nothing to make fun of nor you should out the victim of sexual abuse because it’s the victims story to tell

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Drake has zero problems harassing and targeting the wives and fiancé of his rivals (pusha t and Kendrick Lamar) and targeting women who once were associated with him but want nothing to do with him (Rihanna, Serena, Megan) but had to be shamed into being a father to his own son

and while he’s sitting here talking about how Kendrick being a "woman beater” and his son not being his but Dave free he’s out there being friends with that leprechaun who shot at Megan four years ago advocating for his freedom which is never gonna happen , possibly hiding an 11 year old daughter , text messaging teenage girls like a lovesick boyfriend even though he’s old enough to be their father and him being loud and wrongo about his rivals rough childhood(see the critical and commercial flop The Heart Part 6 in which f Drake claims that Lamar fixates on the topic of pedophila because of his own supposed molestation as a child, labeling this "trauma from [Lamar's] own confessions". Drake traces this to Lamar's song "Mother I Sober" off of his 2022 album Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, referring to the song as "that one record where you say you got molested". However, the referenced song is actually about generational trauma and Lamar's mother not believing him when he truthfully told her he had not been molested.)

so it’s a problem for Kendrick to have a successful hit making record breaking potential song of the summer and song of the year, which is a complete annihilation of Drake but it’s okay for Drake to make light of molestation, messing with his male rivals family members and children’s, being inappropriate with teenage girls and hide children and not take care of them and make light of the trauma of black folks more specifically black women traumatic experiences and hangs out with these women’s abusers and it’s all friends with them? Are you kidding me? Don’t make me laugh.

I don’t care if there’s a gummy bear, teddy bears, the bearstein bears, Chicago Bears, Chicago Cubs, Yogi Bear, polar bear, black bear, grizzly bears, mama bear , Jeremy Allen White from the TV series the bear, little bear from the children series little bear, Paddington Bear, corduroy bear, Winnie the Pooh, Bear Grylls, heck, even smoky the bear I’m choosing those bears over Drake every time because they are not a sassy immature biiich like him

[worst-mother-throwdown]

BRACKET 2

Round 1

TW: incest, sex abuse, child molestation, child sex abuse, manipulation, torture, child neglect, murder, child abandonment

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[svuobsessed]

Olivia Benson X Child male Reader

Summary: Y/N L/N had been kidnapped by a woman, the little boy eventually escapes and as he ran he bumps into Detective Olivia Benson.

Third person pov...

Y/N L/N was an ordinary seven-year-old boy, living with his parents in a busy neighborhood in New York City. He loved playing with his friends and going on adventures in the backyard. But one day, everything changed.

As Y/N was walking home from school, a woman approached him. She had a nice gentle smile on her face as she offered the boy candy.

Y/N smiled and took the candy thanking her. He then turned and started walking back home. But a hand on his shoulder stopped him. "Hiw about I walk you home sweetie" she says, Y/N doesn't like how she looks at him.

Shivering he shrugged the hand off and begins walking home. A snear makes its way on the woman's face. "I don't think so sweetie" she then grabs Y/Ns hand and starts dragging him away.

Y/N instantly begins struggling. "Let go of me!" He screams, people start looking over but the woman reassures them he is her son, which makes the people believe her that he was a naughty child.

As he continues struggling the woman shoves Y/N into a blue car. Y/N hits his knee on the seat the woman slams the door behind him and lock it so he couldn't get out.

Slamming his hands on the window, his kidnapper gets in and starts the car. Scared Y/N turns to yell at the woman but she slaps him, hard enough his head almost his the window.

Surprised Y/N grips his backpack tight and holds his reddening cheek, he kept his eyes on the road remembering the way, as they drove the woman moved her hand from the gear to the boys leg.

Y/N tenses under her hand. He felt sick as the woman smiled as if she wasn't sickened by what she was doing. Y/N was frozen, he didn't know what to do.

He sat through the woman touching his leg slowly moving it up as he sat, pushing down the temptation to shove her hand off.

Breathing deeply the boy kept his tears hidden as he looked out he window, it wasn't long until they arrived at an old apartment block. They were a couple miles out of the city.

The woman stops the car. "Get out" she says to Y/N, the H/C boy flinches but quick gets out of the car once she unlocked the child locks.

Temped to run Y/N turns to the way they came, once again she puts her hand on his shoudler. "Don't think about it" she threatens, Y/N gulps and turns towards her.

The woman gives him a smile and pats his injured cheek gently, Y/N knew he had to be strong if he wanted to escape from this woman's clutches.

The building was dark and filthy, with only a few flickering lights to guide their way. Y/N's heart was racing as he tried to think of a way to escape.

The woman tied Y/N's hands and feet to a chair after stripping him from his coat, and trousers until he was only in his shirt, boxers and Shoes.

Y/N was scared but he refused to let the fear consume him, shaking he watches the woman stands infront of him tossing his school bag away.

He knew he had to stay strong if he wanted to get out of this situation. He struggled against the ropes, hoping to loosen them, but they were tightly bound.

The woman laughs. "No use trying that sweetie" she looks at him love in her eyes as she watched the boy struggle.

She soon left to get food and water for Y/N, once she was gone Y/N kept trying to loosen the ropes around his wrists.

Lookimg out the window it was nearing dark, his parents had to be worried sick for him. After wiggling around Y/N spots a sharp piece of glass by his foot.

"Yes" he whispers his victory, slowly his uses his shoe to drag the piece of glass close to the chair, he the  slips his shoe off and uses his socked foot to kick it up and into his bound hands.

The glass pierces his skin, the burn makes him cry in pain, but was worth it to escape the ropes, after a few minutes his hands were free, he bend down to untie his feet.

Once he was free the young boy took of running down the building and out the door, once he was he saw the car and quickly remembered to take the licence plate down.

"Sweetie how did you escape" came a horribly familiar voice that made Y/N skin crawl. Turning towards the voice he saw his kidnapper.

She had a large bottle of water and a plastic bag full of food. Y/N glares at her "I'm not your sweetie leave me alone!" He yells before taking off running back go the main part of new York.

As he ran he heard the woman start the car up, Y/N felt himself run faster he can't be caught by her again. Leaving the main sidewalk he cuts through different parts of the city until he lost sight of the car.

Breathing heavy he stops running to breathe, after getting his breath back he looks around and realises he ran to manhatten. "At least I got away" whispers Y/N to himself before thinking about what to do next.

As luck would have it, He saw a police car parked by the side of the road and made a beeline for it. This was his only chance to get help, and he wasn't going to let it slip away.

Y/N ran towards the police car, tears streaming down his face, and bumped into a woman. But this was no ordinary woman, this was Detective Olivia Benson. She could sense that something was wrong and gently asked the little boy if he needed help.

Y/N was hesitant at first, but something about Detective Benson's kind eyes gave him the courage to speak up.

His trauma still fresh from the woman kidnapping him. But this woman seemed nice. "Hey there, I'm Olivia Benson I'm a Detective" she tells him holding out a badge.

'I'm in luck' Y/N thought to himself before collapsing in relief, as he did the Detective quickly held him up, Y/N fianlly cries as he holds the Detectives arms.

"I need help please" he cries, Olivia heart aches for the boy as he sobs in her arms, soothing the child she takes of her coat and wraps it around the boys shaking body, after seeing he wasn't wearing much.

"What happend to you?" She asks the scared boy, Y/N snuffles before pulling away slightly. "I was kidnapped by a woman, she took off my clothes and touched me" sobs once again wracked the child body.

Olivia gasps and hugs the boy tight again, she then calls for assistance, in half an hour a bus was there along with her team to interview the boy.

As he was being looked at Y/N told them what happened to him, Olivia sat with the boy and comforted him as he spoke.

Hours later woman who had kidnapped Y/N was apprehended, and the little boy was finally reunited with his family. Tears of joy flowed down Y/N's face as he hugged his parents tightly.

He was grateful to Detective Benson for helping him and staying with him to he felt safe.

The end!

Hope you liked this oneshot, sorry for any grammar and Spelling mistakes.

Requests are open!

Word count: 1320

[punkeropercyjackson]

Adam isnt even a rapist?

He's literally a pedophile

Blake was implied to look like this when she met him.She was straight up prepubesent and he dated her💀

[raccoonrobyn-imagines]

I decided to write this out after thinking about it and chatting with @moonliched ...

This is a small AU that I thought up and wanted to write a blurb about! I might write more eventually if I find more to write about!

Daycare attendants my beloved!

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Sun and Moon have kept Their Protected Child safe for many nights, and tonight is no different. They will always keep her safe, and no man would be able to stop them.

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TW for: intruders, implied attempted assault, implied attempted child molestation, implied attempted child sexual assault (nothing happens, but keep yourself safe! I don't condone these actions and the like in real life (I can't believe that people have to hear me say this since I write fiction and it isn't up to me as an author to tell you right from wrong))

And with any First Plushie and their Protective Intent, comes The Shadow Monster. The Shadow Monster is the one who hides in the darkness under any bed the Protected Child sleeps in. The Shadow Monster is well known in folklore to keep any child that they are given to safe, along with any visiting child. The Shadow Monster would take the protection of any child visiting on a sleep over just as seriously as their own Protected Child.

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Like all Plushies that babies are given once they've been born, The Plushie that were given to any child would be given the Protective Intent so that it could keep you safe from True Monsters. The Protective Intent that is imbued when the family of the newborn baby chose The Plushie from the countless toys from the toy store was well known to keep any child safe from any harm that could befall them.

For Sun and Moon? They take the forms of small happy jesters, littered in sun's and moons and stars.

Sun has loved their Protected Child since they were first awoken, laying side by side with the newborn baby. His Protected Child was a small girl, easily the same size as Sun himself, despite the fact that Sun was smaller than the average newborn. Sun's Protected Child was born sickly, having inhaled some of her own poop while in the womb, along with her mother's body not giving her the sustenance that she needed.

However, the girl thrived once she was able to get the proper nutrition and medical care that she needed. She has since grown well, with only minor hiccups in the past, and is now 5 years old.

Sun, of course, had his own other half of the equation to keep his Protected Child safe. He had Moon.

Moon has been by Sun's side since they were given to the girl in the hospital. Moon has dutifully kept Sun company whenever their little girl would go out and play during the day, and Sun was happy to believe that they were good friends by now. They both adored their little one with their entire beings and love to watch her play in the room with any of the friends she brings over.

However, Sun has been told by Their Protected Child that a strange new family member is visiting, and the uncle has given her strange looks. She has told the one who she believes to be a plushie that she doesn't like how he looks at her, and that he seems weird.

Sun knows that he must tell Moon, so he dutifully stands up once his Protected Child and the rest of the household had fallen asleep and hops off the bed to talk to Moon.

"Moon, did you hear what she said?" Sun asks, looking into the darkness under the bed. When two glowing red eyes peer back out of the darkness and shake to the side slightly, Sun continues. "She said that a new uncle is visiting, and he's made her feel yucky and weird when he looks at her. We need to be prepared to fight him should he attempt anything." Sun explains.

Moons growling voice replies, "Is he sleeping here?"

Sun nods, fretfully twisting his small plush hands together. "She said he is visiting for a week, and that-."

They're both interrupted by the door clicking slightly as it opens. A male face peeks in slightly, and upon seeing the girl sleeping deeply, he opens the door even more. He pays no mind to the rest of the room, not even noticing that the toy that stands next to the bed is a Plushie and not a robot or anything.

Moons snarl lets loose, and Moon easily combines with Sun. As they combine, and The Eclipse begins to grow, slowly stretching their limbs and becoming more and more twisted, showing eyes and fangs and claws where there shouldn't be, the man finally takes notice of them.

When he does, his face grows pale and sweaty, taking a step back and opening his mouth to scream, but The Eclipse is there far faster. When they cover the man's mouth, their innumerable amount of hands and arms cover the rest of him. One of The Eclipses' mouths whisper, "Do not wake the child."

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The next morning, Sun watches as their child wakes and hears about how the new uncle had somehow left in the middle of the night and left a note about how he had to go and do some things.

The child remains blissfully unaware of what could have happened, and Sun and Moon are both happy that Their Protected Child's innocence and happiness was kept secure for at least one more night.

The man tasted awful in Moon's opinion, but he would eat a thousand more terrible people if it meant that he could keep His Protected Child safe one more night.

[hersurvival]

A baptism, for two of us,

In a porcelain tub.

The three of us bare.

When he tries to take her

I fight to rip her away,

To get between them.

Which only lands

Me in a chokehold,

Her crumpled on the floor.

Too much,

The door busts open.

His face is being beat in

Beside my head.

But several days later,

I'll find myself

Waking up in his bed.

[troythecatfish]

Recently I just found out that "Pedophile Hunters" exists and their job is to hunt down and bring pedophiles to the authorities. I just want to let y'all know about these relatively unknown heroes. I am truly grateful that these kind of people still exist because of them I feel safer and more secure. ( pedophile NOT referring to LGBTQIA people )

[cyarskj1899]

Drake has zero problems harassing and targeting the wives and fiancé of his rivals (pusha t and Kendrick Lamar) and targeting women who once were associated with him but want nothing to do with him (Rihanna, Serena, Megan) but had to be shamed into being a father to his own son

and while he’s sitting here talking about how Kendrick being a "woman beater” and his son not being his but Dave free he’s out there being friends with that leprechaun who shot at Megan four years ago advocating for his freedom which is never gonna happen , possibly hiding an 11 year old daughter , text messaging teenage girls like a lovesick boyfriend even though he’s old enough to be their father and him being loud and wrongo about his rivals rough childhood(see the critical and commercial flop The Heart Part 6 in which f Drake claims that Lamar fixates on the topic of pedophila because of his own supposed molestation as a child, labeling this "trauma from [Lamar's] own confessions". Drake traces this to Lamar's song "Mother I Sober" off of his 2022 album Mr. Morale & The Big Steppers, referring to the song as "that one record where you say you got molested". However, the referenced song is actually about generational trauma and Lamar's mother not believing him when he truthfully told her he had not been molested.)

so it’s a problem for Kendrick to have a successful hit making record breaking potential song of the summer and song of the year, which is a complete annihilation of Drake but it’s okay for Drake to make light of molestation, messing with his male rivals family members and children’s, being inappropriate with teenage girls and hide children and not take care of them and make light of the trauma of black folks more specifically black women traumatic experiences and hangs out with these women’s abusers and it’s all friends with them? Are you kidding me? Don’t make me laugh.

I don’t care if there’s a gummy bear, teddy bears, the bearstein bears, Chicago Bears, Chicago Cubs, Yogi Bear, polar bear, black bear, grizzly bears, mama bear , Jeremy Allen White from the TV series the bear, little bear from the children series little bear, Paddington Bear, corduroy bear, Winnie the Pooh, Bear Grylls, heck, even smoky the bear I’m choosing those bears over Drake every time because they are not a sassy immature biiich like him

[imma-lil-sunshy]

how do I tell my boss I don't want to work tomorrow bc I saw my childhood molester is happily getting married and I'm literally on the edge everyday and unable to pursue relationships bc of him

[geniuscomediae]

i HATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATEHATE being here

not only did i miss FIVE YEARS of this body's life while being dormant

not only did the body get worse and i find myself suffering from chronic pains i thought were only perceptible to shrimp

not only am i a 2016 whimsical twink version of myself (and consequently kinda stuck with emotional regulation of a 12-ish-year-old)

not only have i been frontstuck since re-emerging

not only do i miss Ford so much it rips my soul to shreds and hurts so bad i cant properly function

not only do i need to talk to him probably more than i need to breathe

BUT IVE ALSO BEEN AROUND FOR POTENTIALLY THE MOST TRAUMATIC PERIOD OF OUR LIFE AND NOW AM STUCK WITH UNLOCKING MEMORIES OF BODY'S FATHER MOLESTING ME