#grooming is preparing someone for something sa is actually doing the thing

[kingcunny]

Your Baelon post is making me think of him living vicariously through the relationship of his sons, twisting Daemon into a version of him who Can Save His Brother. Bonus points if it’s girl!Daemon bc then there’s the Alyssa flavor also leaking in. Maybe even a bit more grooming there, who’s to say.

oooh yes yes very good… add into this i think what @atopvisenyashill said about how aemon and baelons relationship Mightve not been as incestous or codependent (at least aemon to baelon) as say, daemon and viserys. by almost pushing, or encouraging his kids into a relationship with each other he can live out the relationship he never got to have with aemon. maybe some delusions that if theyre Together. it will save viserys from aemons fate. (aemon died because he was Alone. if baelon was there he couldve saved him. he knows it)

viserys reminds baelon of aemon, sure hell never be the warrior aemon was, but hes bookish, quiet, kind. so baelon is projecting his trauma from his brothers death onto daemon, the son that takes more after himself and his mother. shaking daemon awake in the middle of the night, hes crying, wasted, telling him over and over he cant ever let anything happen to his brother. he has to always protect him. telling daemon hell be lost without him. pushing that fear of his brothers death onto daemon as well. only making them more codependent on each other. maybe he starts personally training him too. trying to turn daemon into the perfect guard dog for viserys. maybe sometimes during these sparing sessions baelon starts to get a little emotionally overwhelmed, starts going much harder on daemon than he should. beats the shit out of his 11 year old son. yelling at him in the dirt that hell never be able to save his brother like this. later that night viserys is bathing daemon/getting him ready for bed/mothering him in a way he probably shouldnt. he sees the bruises, asks what happened, asks if their father did that to him. and maybe daemon snaps at him. maybe gets a little physically aggressive with him. his father loves him and hurts him, so… the cycle continues

and god if its GIRL!daemon???? baelon trying to recreate alyssa in his daughter so she can marry his son (so she can come back to life), and his kids can be JUST like him and alyssa :) and maybe until daemons ready to marry viserys she can keep him company. whos to say.

[pharawee]

It's been a week already, so here I am with the third part of my Pit Babe novel commentary.

(You can find the first two parts here and here.)

First things first, though. North is an omega. Do with that information what you will. 🤡

Meanwhile, Charlie and Babe are back at it again (because of course they are) and this time they're not taking any prisoners. Poor Way is on the phone with Babe as Charlie does his best to please~ him. In various ways. Way is very confused. All he wants is for Babe to tell him which car he wants him to buy. You know, if this is Way's villain origin story then I'm not even mad.

Charlie mercifully ends the call before things can get a bit too obvious, only for Babe to pick up the phone again to make an x-rated recording of them going at it like bunnies. Keep this in mind for later.

But anyway. It's finally time for Charlie's initiation into Team X-Hunter - that is, if he manages to pass Alan's test: compete against Pit Babe himself. As if Charlie wasn't nervous enough about it already. Naturally, he loses, and he's really upset about it too - not because he failed the test but because he failed his friends. Aw. But no one really expected him to win against Babe anyway, Alan merely wanted to test his determination, and so he's welcomed as the newest member of the team. Competitive racing really is that easy, I guess.

One almost-love confession later (Babe can't quite bring himself to say it but he doesn't need to. Charlie knows.) they're back to actually teaching Charlie how to race. Since Babe is still healing from his injuries, he can only (very stylishly) watch from the sidelines as the other members of X-Hunter take over as Charlie's teachers. Today it's North's turn and remember? He's the only omega on the team. Naturally, Babe is jealous. They (dirty-)talk it out. Charlie can now smell Babe's emotions, while Babe has all but lost his heightened senses. Hm.

Later, in the locker room while Charlie is busy racing, Babe comes across Way. Or is it the other way around? It seems like Way really wants to talk to him - or rather, talk him out of being with Charlie. Something's really fishy about the way he phrases things. Manipulate, mansplain, malewife. Or something. But the thing is? For some strange reason it's working, even on someone as headstrong and stubborn as Babe (and the only reason why Babe isn't immediately giving in to Way's weirdly cruel love confession is because his heart is full of Charlie). All these moments when Way and he seemed so flirty and close? Suddenly they've become very, very creepy. Hmm.

Anyway. It's time for Charlie to pay another visit to his mysterious clients and/or family. He never really says (but we now know better). But, oh no! He's left his wallet! Luckily, he's got the world's best not-quite-boyfriend to try and catch up with him before it's too late.

And here's where things go very, very wrong.

(I'm putting the rest of this post under a cut because of major spoilers and a content warning for SA and grooming. Please take care.💜)

Because that's not a taxi Babe sees Charlie getting into. It's one of his "father's" limousines, along with some of his men. Preparing for the worst, Babe follows.

Meanwhile, Charlie is meeting up with his adopted father. Their coversation goes about as expected, with Charlie refusing to return home and bring Babe with him while he's at it, because they've indeed been adopted by the same man. Charming.

This is the moment when Babe barges into the room, thinking that he's here to save Charlie before very quickly realising the truth: that he's been manipulated and played and lied to.

I need you to realise how much of a nightmare this is for Babe. He's spent over a decade running from an adoptive father who wants to trap and abuse him, and now the only person he trusts (and loves, but we don't talk about that) has led him straight back into that trap.

So basically, Babe's sanity is slowly unravelling at the seams. He immediately takes off, with Charlie following him outside and into the rain (because of course it's raining - it's much more dramatic that way). When Charlie attempts to stop him and explain, Babe (understandably) lashes out. He punches Charlie's glasses right off his face, failing to understand why he's the one who's hurting when it's Charlie who should be feeling guilty.

Oh, and then there's this bit:

"I thought you liked racing…" Babe's voice was trembling and soft, completely different from before, "…I thought you loved me."

I barely survived reading this. I'm here for fun omegaverse shenanigans dammit!!

So, yeah, Babe returns home alone, and even though he doesn't want to, he forces himself to remember what happened with his adoptive father, because as it turns out Charlie's betrayal has the most horrifying of implications:

You see, Babe was adopted because he was an alpha with special abilities. But he wasn't the only one, there were other adopted alpha children with special abilities that Babe was never allowed to meet. Eventually, Babe learned about the existence of enigmas who stand above even alphas and are so strong (and thankfully rare) that they can turn any alpha they have sex with into omegas and impregnate them. Children from these unions have a 99% chance to be alphas with special abilities. See where this is going?

Let me spell it out for you - because clearly this isn't wtf-inducing enough: Babe is essentially the main ingredient in his adoptive father's breeding program.

But wait! It gets even worse! 🤡🤡

Babe, alone and at his lowest, deduces that Charlie must the enigma that was sent to lure him back.

And if that's true, then maybe he's already been changed from an alpha into an omega (because his heightened senses are gone, remember?). Maybe he's already pregnant.

And this is what sends Babe completely over the edge (same here, Babe, same here...) because he is positively traumatised by the thought of having children and fulfilling his adoptive father's sick wishes. He doesn't want children. The very thought makes him sick. He values his autonomy above all else. He never even has sex with omegas because he refuses to get anyone pregnant.

Only now he's about to get a pregnancy test because he was stupid enough to fall for a cute, innocent boy with glasses.

Enter Charlie who of course still knows the code to Babe's condo. Babe barricades himself in his bedroom while Charlie tells him his side of the story. How he was adopted by the same man, and how he was quite content with his life until he learned about his father's plan to get one of his other adoptive children pregnant - by force if necessary. Charlie felt sorry for this older adoptive brother but since he only knew his name - Babe - he bid his time until he heard about a racer named Pit Babe. Charlie started hanging out at the races and in turn fell in love with racing (and with Babe).

Fast forward to now, only of course Babe doesn't believe him because he must be the enigma, right?

Nope, turns out Charlie is an alpha after all, only his special ability is stealing other alphas' special abilities.

And his grand plan? To take away what makes Babe special so their adoptive father will no longer be interested in breeding (ugh...) him.

Which leaves us (and Babe) with one problem: Wtf Charlie, you don't just steal people's abilities without their consent - especially not when you claim to love them.

So yeah, their whole relationship is based on lies and manipulation, and Charlie essentially stole Babe's heightened senses by having sex with him.

Babe starts crying, Charlie starts crying, then they start having hatesex (which usually ends all their arguments). This fixes things for about five minutes until Babe starts sobbing for real. He wants Charlie to leave. He can't even stand to look at him.

And so Charlie leaves and moves in with his other adoptive brother, Jeff. We'd already established that Jeff is an omega. However, he's a special omega (because why else would he have been adopted too?).

Jeff can see the future. 🤡🤡🤡

He was incredibly valuable to their adoptive father until he probably realised what that meant for him, so one day Jeff took a stroll outside and let himself get hit by a car, claiming that this had him lose his abilities. Naturally, he was promptly discarded, but he seems to live a comfortable life protected by Charlie. He's exactly as aloof as Pon plays him in the series. I love Jeff, ok?

Meanwhile, Babe's back to his old habits, trying to chase away his thoughts of Charlie by getting it on with other alphas. Only it doesn't work. He blames their scent, of course, but he's clearly still hung up on Charlie. Drunk and miserable, he rediscovers the spicy video of Charlie and him that he recorded on his phone and promptly starts masturbating (as you do). When Charlie calls him, he picks up out of habit. Babe is angry (and horny) and Charlie is sad (and horny) so they have phone sex (and they're still really into calling each other papa and daddy - which, you know, there might be better pet names considering who's their adoptive father but ok).

Babe still doesn't want to see Charlie, and as Charlie later aptly puts it:

"Because I chose the starting point myself without asking him. So now I have to let him choose the ending he is most comfortable with."

Much, much later, the racing season picks back up again. Turns out the whole race track had to shut down for an investigation into Babe's accident. It's Charlie's first race and there's some kind of qualifying for future rounds. But, surprise! Babe will be racing too. He's too stubborn to let Charlie win the title. To the surprise of absolutely no one (except for Charlie who's worried about Babe's barely-healed injuries) Babe easily wins, with Charlie (who's overwhelmed by his new heightened senses) coming in fourth place. Plot twist (but really actually not...): Babe doesn't need to rely on his senses to win because he has years of experience to draw from.

After the race, Charlie follows Babe into the locker room. They talk it out. This somehow involves a blowjob but I'm not judging. Babe still won't forgive Charlie, saying:

"You think I love you more than I love myself?"

Which is an incredibly powerful thing to say and I hope they keep this for the series.

Later that night, Babe meets up with Way because he doesn't want to be alone. Things with him have been awkward since that day in the locker room when Way basically confessed, but for some reason Babe won't hold it against him. Way is right, after all (Hmmm.). Only, Way won't let things be and somehow, without Babe noticing, they're suddenly kissing.

And then Babe goes motionless and still as Way starts undressing him. He's stopped just in time by a very panicky Charlie. When Babe comes to he doesn't know what's going on until Charlie tells him.

Way is their adoptive brother and he can hypnotise alphas.

Because DUN DUN DUN! Way is the enigma.

To be continued. 🤡🤡🤡🤡

[parrishjeanna]

I’m just going to put this out there.

“Grooming can be defined as the process that an abuser uses to desensitise you – to make you less likely to reject or report abusive behaviour.

Grooming can happen when there is a power differential within a relationship, which the abuser exploits for their own gratification.

This is most commonly recognised as a tactic used by perpetrators of child sexual abuse, both on children and parents. However, adults can also be groomed.

Adult grooming

While grooming is most associated with child sexual abuse, it is also possible for adults, especially vulnerable adults to be groomed – or prepared – for abuse.

As with children, this is more common in situations where there is a power differential – for example by someone older or physically stronger, or by a professional who has a measure of control over you, such as a doctor or a teacher.

Many gay men arrive in London having fled homophobia in other environments and throw themselves into the gay scene. You might have then been coerced or encouraged into doing things – for example you might have met someone who encouraged you into the chemsex scene, saying that it is the norm, that it’s just what happens in the gay community, something like a rite of passage.

In expensive cities like London this could also take the form of people offering cheap or free accommodation in exchange for sex, leaving you feeling trapped in a situation whereby if you refuse sex you might then be made homeless.

Grooming can also happen in domestic and relationship settings where the abusive partner, over time, introduces abusive acts that you feel coerced into allowing. In these situations, consent is coerced and therefore is not consent. .

The effects of grooming

One of the key results of grooming is that the survivor is left carrying the shame of the events, often represented in a sense of complicity – that you let it happen. This self blame once again makes the abuse difficult to talk about. Grooming makes it more difficult to identify when abuse is happening, and more difficult to identify and talk about in retrospect. The law is clear; when consent to sex is coerced, including emotionally coerced sex, it is not consent.”

Their relationship is fully consensual between two adults. Tommy did not manipulate Buck into it. In fact when he thought Buck wasn’t comfortable with being with him he backed off and said see you around.

Buck was the one who chose to seek him out again. Buck was the one trying to spend time with Tommy. Buck was the one wanting to have a relationship with Tommy.

Tommy didn’t even think it was an option until Buck said he was trying to get his attention. They also do not have a power imbalance. Tommy has not tried to push Buck into doing anything Buck doesn’t want to do. Buck was the one who started the daddy kink flirting.

Let’s not forget that Buck has experience with having an older partner as Abby was 17 years older than him. And just like with Tommy Buck was the one who was actually in control of the relationship.

Abby asked Buck out but he wanted to keep it strictly on the phone because of his intimacy issues. She was good with that. Every interaction they had was instigated by Buck. She didn’t manipulate him into anything. 

The only SA Buck has suffered was at the hands of his female psychiatrist (power imbalance) which is when he realizes he has a major problem and let sex take a back seat and put his feelings first. 

Honestly, it’s sad that a healthy gay relationship needs to be defended just because one of them is a little older.

Another sad thing is knowing how much time Tim and Lou spent talking about how they don’t want Tommy to come off as a predator and were so careful of his actions and words. For example; Tommy asking TWICE if it was okay that he kissed Buck, backing off once he felt that Buck was uncomfortable with being out in public with him, telling Buck TWICE that how he felt and reacted in the moment were valid feelings he had and didn’t need to apologize for, asking TWICE if Buck was sure about coming out the everyone he knew at his sisters wedding.

Tommy has so many green flags I’d be more worried about Buck taking advantage of him if Buck wasn’t such a cinnamon roll.

All of you “fans” who think Tommy is horrible or a groomer need to learn what abuse actually looks like. Read a psychology book or something. I learned the hard way. I’ve been groomed, but was lucky enough to be too worried about getting into trouble to actually do anything. I’ve been in an emotional manipulative power imbalance relationship, that was a rollercoaster of a ride. As someone with real life experience Tommy is all green flags.

And to all you “fans” that are just here for Buddie. Stop watching the show and stick to your fanfiction. It’s not as if Buddie is going away, it’s just staying platonic the way it’s been for the last 6 seasons. FFS the show isn’t over with yet. Who knows maybe in 2 or 3 seasons we’ll get romantic Buddie or not. I frankly don’t care who he ends up with, though I greatly prefer Tommy because as a romantic partner Eddie is all red flags right now and needs time to get his shit together. My only wish is for Buck to be happy. 

Yes, I tagged the hell out of this because I think everyone needs to see this. STOP SENDING HATE TO EVERYONE JUST BECAUSE YOU DONT GET YOUR WAY.

do you think tommy is a groomer

no, he's a firefighter pilot with the lafd and imo he'd be terrible at giving dogs haircuts

[jo-the-schmo]

Mending...Ch.2

Mending Rachel

A/N: Okay, so, I cried while writing this…So, y’all better appreciate this!

Warnings: Gay?

Word count: 1792

Tags: @happypineappleapple @sunsetleslie @sweaterkitty-fluff (if anyone else wants to be in the tags, tell me)

Mending Angie

She stared down at the worn piece of paper in her hand. A shaking hand, filled with sorrow that shook itself went down to the core of her being. She remembered making at least four different versions of this speech, she had been so proud of it. Tears rhythmically dripped onto her hand, rolled down her thumb, and collected against the parchment as she tried to hold back those very tears. She had to have recited it a hundred times by now, but she still felt compelled to do it once more, because no one was ever going to hear it.

“A toast to the groom…, to the bride…from your s-sister who is always by your side… To your union and the h…hope that you provide… May you always be sa-satisfied…But I needn’t say such a thing…as I know that you always will b-be…” It broke her heart so much. She didn’t even flinch when she heard her door open.

“Angelica! My angel…” It was her mother, rushing to be by her side. Her eyes were puffy and irritated. “I am so sorry…” She whispered to the weeping angel, wrapping their arms tightly around each other.

“It’s not fair…It’s not fair, Mom! What kind of world does this?” Angie was no longer just sad, she was angry. It didn’t make sense, being so full of despair that you were enraged.

“Shhh…I know, my darling…I know.” Angie pulled away from her mother.

“I was going to be her bridesmaid! Her maid of honor! She was going to be my sister….” She paused for a moment, words faltering. “She was my sister…” Looking at the black fabric clinging to their bodies only made her feel worse. Angie pushed herself up off of her bed, pacing around the room. Her mother could only watch, she knew her daughter, knew that she would not be able to comfort her. Angie was the never type to need comfort to begin with, it was very rare for her to be this upset. “I have to do something!” Angie screamed.

“Angelica…There is nothing you can do. I know it hurts but-“ Eliza was cut off.

“No! There were so many things that she wanted, for herself, for me, for everyone! But no one is doing anything about it! Philip can’t even get out of bed!”

“Hush! He is right next door!” Eliza reminded her.

“Mama, I can’t just sit around anymore! There has to be something…” She looked over at her desk, a single book lay on its flat surface, the binding facing the room. Antony and Cleopatra. TT had suggested it to her, thinking that she’d enjoy this portrayal of Cleopatra. Her gaze trailed up the mirror the book sat it in front of. Her hair had grown a bit since last year, it was now close to shoulder length. “She wanted people like me to feel safe. To feel equal. To feel at home in my home.”  A glimmer of an idea began to form in her head. She stepped over to the book, opening it to the marked page. Daddy will probably kill me for doing this… She ripped out the ribbon attached to the binding that functioned as the bookmark. She stared at her reflection as she pulled her hair up, tying it off with the ribbon. Eliza stared on in confusion.

“What are you doing, Angie?” She questioned.

“Mama, you’ve said it, I’ve said it, she’s said it, this country is run by men. Things will only get done by men, until someone changes it. TT, wanted to be that person. She wanted to change this place for the better, but she never got a chance to find a way to do it. But I’ll do it for her, and for me, and for everyone like me.” She looked back at her mother, walking over and kneeling down to her level. “Do you understand, Mama?” She asked.

Eliza knew well, there was nothing that was going to change her daughter’s mind. She had already lost one daughter, she was scared to lose another. But, she also trusted the young woman’s strength. She had never met a more intelligent woman, other than Titania and her own sister. So, she gave a tight-lipped smile, and nodded her head.

“Yes…, I understand, my little angel.” They held each other’s hands and stood up together. Eyes now dry, they made their way downstairs to her father’s study.  She opened the door to find her father staring at his desk. She let go of her mother’s hand and got her father’s attention. She took a few minutes to explain her plan to him, but he seemed very uneasy.

“Daddy, she can’t die in vain! You’re a brilliant man but there is only so much that you can do…please…” It broke her heart to see her father look so disheveled. Nonetheless, he stood up and placed his hands on his daughter’s shoulders.

“You are a brilliant young woman, you know that I will always support you…And I know that she would be very proud of you.” He kissed her forehead and smiled fondly. “Very well, we’ll start the preparations. I’ll send you off as soon as possible. But what’s our story?” He asked, she thought to herself for a moment.

“I’m your nephew, I just immigrated over here for a new life and education. And my name is Antony Hamilton.”

M͚̼e͍͎̤͚͚ͅn̤̪̗̝̤͡d͍͇ḭ̷̢̠̗̹͎͉̜̬́n̸͇̭̙̹͝g̨̫̮̱ͅ ̦͖A̷͟͏͓̦͓̣͉͈̻ͅn͓̰͓̝̮̞̤g̷̛̩̬͝i̵̪̘͚̣̰̪͢e̬̜

“I don’t know, I’m just surprised that you’d want to come to a museum when you live history every day.”

“Well, I like to show interest in what my girlfriend likes. So, you can shut your cute mouth!” Phoenix jabbed. Ever since you two ‘made it official’ he’s been trying to call you his girlfriend, like a nerd.

“You’re a dork.”

“Excuse me, I am not a whale penis.” You snorted at what he said.

“What the fuck, Phoenix?”

“I am, truly, an intellectual.” He turned his head to you, over-dramatically. You pushed some of the long, curly hair that had fallen over his buzzed side.

“C’mon, Mr. Intellectual, I’ve got a paper I need inspiration for.” You tightened your grip onto the hand you were holding and pulled him along behind you to the next room.  

The walls were lined with paintings of important figures during the 1800s. You had always focused more on the actual Revolutionary period so when your professor gave out your newest assignment, you had a feeling that you should branch out into other centuries. You weren’t sure why you had the feeling, you just did. What kind of class makes you write a theory on historical figure? This is what happens when you have fairly young professors, they end up being secret history nerds…kinda like me! You were excited about this project to say the least. There were cases under some paintings with belongings inside of them. Posts stood beside them that gave some explanation into who every person was. None of the paintings interested you, until you got to the last on in the hallway. You had almost walked past it, but it was what was in the case that caught your attention.

“Man, that’s one bitchin’ hat!” Phoenix pointed out the old hat in the case. But you recognized it. Is that really…? It was certainly more worn down than you remember, but it had the same ridiculously sized feather. You’ve never felt so bittersweet to see that stupid feather. That’s Philip’s hat…the one that Laf gave him as a birthday present… You looked over at the post to try and confirm your suspicion. You read it aloud.

“Antony Hamilton lived between 1784-1857. He immigrated over to New York at the age of 19 from Charleston, Nevis in the Leeward Islands, same as his more well-known uncle, Alexander Hamilton. After his uncle’s death in 1804, Antony became one of the prime caretakers of the family. At the age of 21, he married his beloved wife, RoseMary Bennett. Although he was never able to have children of his own, claimed to the infertility of his wife, he was one of the hopeful supporters of his Aunt Elizabeth’s orphanage. He adopted many of the children into his home, helping to raise them as if they were truly his own. He graduated from the same college as his uncle and cousins, then became one of the most outspoken politicians of his time. He was often criticized for his very modern beliefs but was admired for his energy and tenacity. He was one of the first politicians to truly take a stand on women’s rights, stood with his Aunt while fighting against slavery, and was even rumored to have been an advocator of LGBT+ Rights. Although it, to date, has not been confirmed, it has been rumored in a few documents of other politicians he had met throughout his life. He truly did forward our modern ideals but unfortunately due to his beliefs, is often not credited in our history books for his work.”

“This guy sounds pretty great, that’s fucked up that we don’t talk about him. I mean, I’m in a musical about his uncle and I’ve never heard of him!” Phoenix exclaimed. You looked back over at the description of the hat.

“Antony Hamilton was well-known for wearing this hat almost every day. Most of his peers found the look to be ridiculous, but Antony often quoted his reasons for wearing it. ‘It makes me feel like a leader, and reminds me of someone very important to me that wore this same hat, my older sister. She once told me that we have no control over who tells the story of our lives. It was not until later that I learned from my uncle that she had quoted former President Washington. Even still, I follow her words. I wish to bring forth the many teachings she bestowed upon me. I wish for nothing but a world with fewer errors. A world whose future is as bright as the midnight stars.’”

“That sounds like something you would say.” Phoenix chuckled. You lifted your head up, your mind blank, and finally looked up at the painting that hung on the blank walls. You saw a figure wearing that very hat, kneeling down on one knee, their peach colored coat  grazing the floor. They were kissing the hand of a woman wearing an emerald green dress, a faint smile on both of their faces. You felt a tear roll down your cheek. “Woah, are you okay, Y/N?” Phoenix asked in concern, squeezing your hand.

“I…I think I know who I’m going to write my paper about…” You sniffled.

Angie…I am so happy for you…I need to give Anna a hug when I get back…