#i dont know if rhetorical is the right word

[nyquilfishtank]

i love when people ask a question with a very obvious answer and i have the urge to respond with 'do you think i like miyazawa kenji' in a rhetorical way but they don't know me and they don't know who miyazawa kenji is and miyazawa kenji doesn't know who i am because miyazawa kenji (bsd) isn't real but I know who miyazawa kenji is and kenji miyazawa—

[bibuckleykinard]

how many times do we need to learn as people that irony and hyperbole can be harmful because 'jokes' aren't easily distinguished from genuine thoughts and feelings until we stop rewarding people for speaking or posting about violence

like even if you're joking/don't actually believe that/think whoever you are insulting is bad/immoral/fictional therefore deserves it - ad hominem attacks always do more harm to the people who share those characteristic then the individual you intend to cause harm to or discredit

[theabstruseanon]

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[iiotic]

Rhetorical Question (Il Dottore x Wife! Reader)

SUMMARY: you decided to stay in your husbands office as you didn't want to go home alone in the cold. it was already late, you didn't control your mouth and just said the first things that came to your head.

1.1k words | masterlist

─── જ ‎` ‎𓂃 TAGS: dottore x fem! wife! reader, fluff at first, angst/no comfort, immortal x mortal, let's just say that dottore didn't make you immortal in this scenario, death, mentions of Pantalone, akademiya flashbacks, mentions of kidnapping, ooc dottore? lowercase intended, not proffread, please inform me if i missed something.

NOTES: im back with writing y'all!! i dont know when i will post this yet but im so happy that im finally motivated again. this was suppose to be shorter but oh well. i also can't make summaries so forgive me.

the wind hitting the window could be heard even inside to coziness of your husband's office. the dangerous winter of sheznaya was not for the weak. you were thankful that you didn't need to work in the cold, thankful that you can stay inside on Zandik's couch under a warm blanket near the fireplace.

you sighed, snapping out of your thoughts. looking away from the window you acknowledged the closed book lying on your thighs. you forgot to mark the page again.

"what time is it?" you asked, eyeing your zandik who was apparently fighting with some paperwork, trying to get more funding from regrator.

normally he'd give the job to one of his segments, but ever since the ninth got an envelope covered in oil and other kind of sticky substances, signed webby ;3 he demanded that dottore need to write it himself.

"ten past eleven" he responded shortly after. "you know you can go home at any given moment. i could have one of my assistants escort you safely."

before you could protest he added. "as much as i appreciate your company i know that you might start talking gibberish somewhere around these hours."

"pff.. no, i will not." you murmured to yourself. you opened to the book that you were previously reading, searching for the page that you ended on. the clock hit twelve am. you soon started to get sleepy but didn't want to wake up to your husband saying "i told you to go home."

"if i were to leave you" you started but immediately cut off.

"are you planning to?" dottore eyed you from behind his desk, momentarily stopping his writing.

"no, of course not." you chuckled slightly at your husbands reaction. "it was a rhetorical question." he let out a pleased hum, signalling that you can continue your meaningless questions.

"rhetorically speaking, if i were to leave you or if i would get kidnapped, what would you do?" you laid down at the couch, not looking at dottore, however admiring the flames of the fireplace.

"dear, what kind of a question is that?"

"a rhetorical one."

he was silent or pheraps silenced. the room was silent, besides the wind hitting the window and the cozy fireplace burning. there wasn't any sound of dottore writing the letter. you could feel his eyes staring at the back of your head.

after a minute or two you started to question yourself if you should apologize. you relaxed slightly as your heard zandiks laughter echoing in the room.

"you'd never do that, i'd make sure of that." he replied shortly, already ending the conversation at that. he thought that you will stop but he was entirely wrong.

"you're right i wouldn't, BUT rhetorically speaking-" you started, but got cut off yet again. you sighed hearing dottores response.

"i do not answer dumb questions."

annoyed, you opened your book yet again, searching for the page yet again as you forgot to mark it again. you knew that arguing with zandik was pointless. if he doesn't want to say something, he won't. soon enough, your eyes felt heavy. you could feel them closing by themselfs.

later that night you woke up to a sudden weight beside you. groaning, you opened your eyes slightly to see your husband sitting on the other side of the bed.

"apologies, i didn't mean to wake you up." zandik said, slipping his shoes off and coming under covers to your now awake figure. you mumbled that it's fine, half sleeping. as soon as he fully laid down you cuddled your lover.

"i was thinking about the question you asked me earlier." you hummed in response, feeling his arm move to your hair. "if anyone or anything would take you away from me i'd go crazy." he chuckled lightly

"i'd send every single fatui to look for you. search every nation, every nook. i.. i know i don't say this often nor act like it but you mean so much to me. i don't know what i'd do without you. if you were to ever go missing i'd kill anyone just to see you again. i'd do anything just to see you again. i cannot imagine my life without you."

"oh.. my sweet zandik." you sighed, looking up at your lover "i will never leave you, i promise. im sorry if i upset you, i didn't mean to.

"you lied." dottore murmured looking at your lifeless body infront of him.

it was so terrible, so terrible. your eyes deprived from any emotions looking so lifeless, your body stabbed in various places. hair devolished, blood on your clothes. it was too late he told himself.

he crouched to your body, closing your eyes gently. why? why do you look so beautiful even though that you're no longer with him. you will always be the most beautiful creature in the whole universe for him.

later, he moved you to one of the rooms in his lab. a room that only he had access to. there you were laying in one of these gorgeous transparent coffins, one candle being the only light source in the room. you looked gorgeous, as always in your wedding dress that dottore himself changed you into.

he stood there just infront of you, fingers digging into his legs surely they started bleeding by now.

"you always made my days brighter when we were still in the akademiya, days seemed to go slower than now. at first you annoyed me terribly but i could never bring myself to tell you to leave. it soon formed into something more, at first fondness, friendship then love. i-i didn't know how to feel about this so i just distanced myself from you, but i couldn't bear it much longer as everything reminded me of you. your gorgeous smile, beautiful eyes, angelic voice.. how could you leave me like this. if only you told me about thise earlier, we could find a solution together. mortality is a curse.

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[nightxcreature]

Payback

Pairing: SoldierBoy x Reader

Summary: Things finally come to a head when Ben and Reader are face to face again.

Warnings: 18+ only! Cursing, Superhuman strength, slight spice not full-on smut, SoldierBoy is an asshole

 Part One: https://www.tumblr.com/nightxcreature/763348934598049792/dont-call-me-soldierboyxreader?source=share 

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              I had yet to run into Ben over the last few days, whether he was avoiding me or vice versa. The incident in the elevator had made it’s rounds through Vought Staff and Payback, people were either congratulating me for standing up to the bastard or wishing me well on my journey to the afterlife. I push open the door to the Meeting Room and a hushed silence falls over the few of us that are already there.

 “You know he’s going to kill you right?” Crimson quips, breaking the silence as I step into the room, “That little stunt you pulled in front of the staff really put his panties in a bunch.”

                I roll my eyes and pull up the seat beside her, skillfully placing my things down on the table as I do, “Yeah, well I hope he does it quick. I have another interview this afternoon and Christ knows they’re going to need the secret ingredient I use to keep my hair this shiny.”

                I wink and take a long sip from my coffee cup, turning when Clara snorts a laugh from across the room and sends a cheshire smile my way, “Do you honestly think he’d be so gracious? You embarrassed him in the lobby during staff hours. He’s losing his shit.”

                “I deflated his ego a little; It’s not like I pantsed him in front of his peers.” I say setting my cup down with a shrug, “Besides it’s not the first time I’ve gotten an attitude with him.”

                “No, but it is the first time you’ve done it in front of loads of people who think he’s a fuckin’ god.” She shot back quietly as she pulls out the open chair beside me, “All I’m saying is you need to watch your back.”

                We all quiet down as the door slams open and the man himself saunters in. Signature smirk on his lips, not a hair out of place, and that damn green suit clinging to him like a second skin…God, help me. Even when I hate him, I want to fuck him. He slowly makes his way to the head of the table, snatching the coffee cup from in front of me as he goes. His takes a sip and places it down in front of his seat without even a glance in my direction.

                “What do you fucks think this is?” He questions, motioning around the room and growing frustrated when no one speaks up, “That’s not a rhetorical question, I want an answer.”

                We all glance at around at each other, no one saying a word until Tommy raises his hand slowly, “Uh…that’s a coffee cup.”

                Ben sighs, snatching the cup up and I watch in horror as my favorite mug breaks into a million pieces against the opposite wall, no remorse on Ben’s face as he screams, “Not the fucking cup, Dumbass!”

                Tessa and Tommy both flinch when he takes a few heavy steps in their direction, so I quickly interject to take the heat for a moment, “You’re going to say this is a dictatorship.” I begin loudly, causing Crimson and Clara to stare wide-eyed at the sides of my head, “You seem to think that this is Soldier-Boy and His Bitches when in reality it’s supposed to be a team, Benjamin.”

                We all watch as his shoulders go stiff at my words, but still, he doesn’t turn to face me. I can see the tension in his jaw from behind and I know that he took the bait. He places a hand on the back of the chair before him and takes a moment to breathe slowly, a silent storm simmering just below the surface of his green eyes. He lifts a single finger and points toward the door, “Everybody out. It seems like I need to have a little conversation with someone about what it means to be on this team.”

                Everyone scrambles to the door except for Clara who leans down next to my ear and whispers, “It was nice knowing ya.” Before stepping in line behind Crimson, leaving me to face the monster alone.

                We stare intensely at one another as they make their way out; neither of us says a word even as the door shuts. He takes a few slow steps toward me, finally leaning against the table beside me. A look of surprise crosses my face when he lets out a dry laugh, “Soldier Boy and his bitches. Really?”

                I’m unsure whether I should answer so I remain silent as he continues to inch closer to me. He laughs again and then suddenly his hand is around my throat and I’m lifted out of the seat below me, “Looks to me like the only bitch here is you.”

                The air is quickly leaving my lungs as he squeezes tighter, not a single emotion on his face while he watches me struggle, “No fight in ya today? You sure had a fuck-ton to say in that elevator.”

                My hands reach up to scratch at his wrists to no avail, he still clings to my throat like he owns it. My vision begins to blur, darkness coaxing me into passing out and I realize I have no other option. I send an electric current through my fingertips just sharp enough to shock him into letting go causing him to step backward cursing me as I greedily gasp for the sweet air filling my lungs again.

                “What the fuck, Ben?” I gasp, “Are you really so damn insecure that you’re going to kill me for having an attitude?”

                “An attitude? You think this is over an attitude?” He towers over me, a slight twitch in his bicep before he reaches out to grab me again, “I’ve dealt with attitude from you before. This is different. You don’t get to embarrass me in front of all those Mother Fuckers and then expect me to let it go.”

                I intercept his arm and throw it back at him, ducking under his other and sprinting to put the table between us, “Yeah, I do. You and your massive ego can’t handle someone not sucking you off all the time!”

                He rolls his eyes, that stupid smirk on his face again, “You sucked me off plenty before you started acting like a hormonal bitch! In fact, you fed my ego more than anyone. Practically drooling for my cock daily.”

                I grip the table tightly and fling it over on top of him, chairs and papers flying across the room, “I hate you, you pathetic little man!”

                He throws the table off and stands, forcing me to glance at the empty space between us, “Little?” He quips before grabbing me quickly and slamming my body into the floor, straddling my waist and pressing his length against me as he adds, “That’s a lie and we both know it.”

                Groaning, I reach up and grab him by the hair sending enough electricity through his skull to put an elephant on its ass. He flinches, but stays on top of me, “That tickles, stop.” He wraps a hand around my wrist and places it roughly above my head, “Hmm, this seems familiar, doesn’t it?”

                I quickly place my other hand onto his throat, zapping him again. He groans reaching up to rub his neck, allowing me the opportunity to roll and force him below me, “Maybe you should get acquainted with this position instead.”

                That smirk graces his face again before he wraps his hand around my jaw and tugs me down to him, “Gladly.” His lips are on mine before I can stop him, and he forces his tongue into my mouth at incredible speed. He rolls on top of me again, pushing me into the floor and hooking my leg around his waist giving a better angle to rut against me. My conscious and the horniness building within me are battling for dominance when he suddenly slides his hand down to my throat once more, squeezing lightly as he bites down on my bottom lip.

                “Ben….” I moan, raking my hands through his hair, “I…”

                “What? What do you need?” He whispers against my lips, pressing his body harder against mine as he kisses his way down my neck.

                “Please,” I manage to quietly utter, the wetness pooling below me and the fire under my skin were becoming too much to bear, “Please, I need you.”

                “You need me?” He echoes, a slight smile on his lips, “How bad do you need me?”

                “Stop teasing me.” I beg, “Please, just fuck me already.”

                “No.” He suddenly shoves me away and stands to his feet that sickening smirk on his face once more. He adjusts his clothes and fixes his hair as I sit gaping like a fish surrounded by broken furniture and paperwork.

                “No?” I question, dumbfounded, “What do you mean?”

                “I told you that you’d try to fuck me again.” He says with a laugh, “You can’t stay away, they never can.” He smiles and pats my cheek before turning toward the door, “Maybe I’ll call you in a few months…maybe not. I kinda feel like I’ve used that little cunt up, don’t you?”

                The door slams behind him as he leaves, leaving me in the mess we made, both figuratively and literally. Confusion, embarrassment, and anger flood my body, sending lightning through my fingertips to the floor below. If Ben wants to play hardball, he’s got one hell of a game coming his way.

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A/N: I finally did this thing! Good grief, it took some vodka to finally figure out an ending to this one. I feel like I have a part three in mind if you'd be interested? Let me know!

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[yaoireview]

Glinda and elphaba

...excuse me?

Glinda and- elpha... what are you SAYING RIGHT NOW?

...Those are WOMEN.... NOT MEN.... i'm god damn YAOI REVIEW..... NOT YURI REVIEW... oh my GOD..

This isn't funny! You've got a SICK sense of humor!

I think some people need a lesson on Yaoi right now.

(boys kissing. dont like, dont read)

WHAT IS YAOI?

its boys kissing.

just boys kissing.

And I don't mean it metaphorically or rhetorically or poetically or theoretically or any other fancy way. Its boys kissing. Straight. Up.

please let it be known that yaoi in some forms is innapropiate artwork of boys.. i dont see it that way.. its just boys kissing. keep your sick selves out of this.

you may not know this, but glinda and elphaba are NOT boys. check again, they're girls. (unless im wrong, in which COMMENT DOWN BELOW and tell ME what your favorite boys kissing is.)

You wicked fans... i cant even CALL you wicked.. you're STRAIGHT UP DEMENTED.. You people make me sick.

Look.. I'll do it but if you're not satisfied with what you find, just go over to Yuri Review's house since you LOVE them so much

GELPHIE, THE EVIDENCE AND REVIEW

I think this is gonna be pretty easy to prove the existence of, so im just gonna do this QUICK and simple.

What is This Feeling? Beginning Lyrics

This is definitely one of the smaller pieces of evidence but the lyrics at the beginning REALLY make it seem like they were gonna say they are in love.

You might just say "oh its just a joke its a joke of the song!! musicals LOVE jokes!!" but your pal in high school "jokingly" hit on a man, and now they're married? Still think its a bit?? ....yeah... me neither..

They literally kiss in the first novel

look man.. you're gonna have to take my word for this one.. because im not opening that book.. I've heard of the things that happens in the books and I'm not taking any chances. An article about it said this.. it may be false.. it may not be its kinda a guessing game with that sorta stuff

i may have also just grabbed the wrong quote though because they said it was heterosexual but I'm SURE it'll be fine

Ariana Grande's Comments

Ariana Grande HAS claimed that she thinks that her character is 'a little in the closet'.

You can trust Ariana Grande. She would never do anything bad

Ariana Grande is CLEARLY the most important person to speak out about the canonical ideas of yuri in this story

CONCLUSION

look... you must understand that i REALLY didn't enjoy this. I like wicked just fine i watched it opening weekend its just... not what i review... I review BOYS kissing.. not girls kissing..

Yaoi: 0/10

Yuri: 8.5/10 (or something like that as i said this isnt my profession, im kinda like a substitute teacher that just turned on a video)

[sanjisblackasswife]

headcanons about the monster trio being jealous? 😏

Monster Trio Being Jealous (SFW/NSFW)

Ft. Sanji, Zoro, Luffy

CW: Ace Spoilers in Luffy, Oral Sex, Semi-public sex, Fingering, Riding, Luffy is OOC again mb, Edging, Overtsimulation

Sanji

SFW

Very fucking annoying

He gets pouty, very clingy, and unnecessarily protective

He doesn’t like seeing men approach you. It’s already an issue when Zoro—-his damn crew mate—who is around you 24/7 but now when you guys go to an island he has to “protect” you from other men as well.

Let’s say you and him were out shopping and he went to look at some food at a vendor beside a boutique you were in. Okay, now let’s say you drop something and a man came to pick it up for you. Sanji sees this because this jackass has a 6th sense of knowing a man is near you and comes in to kick him

“Are you fucking kidding me Sanji..”

“HE WAS TOUCHING YOU!”

“HE WAS PICKING UP A SHIRT I DROPPED! PLUS LOOK AT HIM HE’S LIKE 17?!”

“SO?!”

“I’M IN MY 20s!”

Most of y’all arguments are based on his jealously which is usually the first and only time Sanji is very stubborn with you denying that he is jealous. So what you can do to fix the situation is just shun him for an hour he cracks and apologizes Everytime.

NSFW

You both are heading back to the Sunny from nearly being arrested after Sanji ends up fighting the guy that also happened to be a Marine. When Sanji grabbed your hand suddenly and hit the corner landing you both in a small alleyway.

“San—MMM!”

He began kissing and sucking all over your lips like a true man in need.

The thing about Sanji is he feeds off of knowing he is the only person that can make you feel good, but when he feel challenged

Or moreso jealous

His touches are more desperate , he whines so much in your mouth for reassurance, “Please please tell me im the only man for you.”

It’s almost like his questions are rhetoric because he keeps moving his tongue in your mouth.

“San—!”

Unless you stop him he will prove on his knees to you, by throwing your thigh over his shoulder and suckle on your clit

He nearly cries inside your pussy, licking and telling you how much you mean to him, pleading you don’t leave him, and that he wants to be the only man to make you happy.

“I can only eat this pussy, right? Nobody else..”

You better tell him the truth fast before he fucks you against that alleyway wall.

Luffy

(AU where Ace Lives)

Is not a very jealous person like Sanji or Zoro, but The first time you every experienced it with Luffy was a treat.

You finally met Luffy’s brother Ace and you both hit it off so well. When you seen him again back in Wano it was like you both couldn’t separate from each other.

You had a small past fling with Luffy’s brother and though you both agreed it didn’t mean anything it didn’t stop wither of you from gravitating to the other.

And Luffy noticed this, and it made him unintentionally grumpy. He was more distracted, quiet, and focused on your actions.

Your dumbass don’t notice this, he knew about his brother and your past, but he never really cared until now. Why were you laughing with him so much? Why are you hugging him for so long?

Luffy didnt understand but he had a sudden urge to literally be on your back like a Koala. You and Ace didn’t mind it, yall assumed it was Luffy being Luffy until you grabbed Ace’s hand and your boyfriend slapped it down.

“What’s wrong with you, lil bro?”

“Nothing. I wanna see Y/N real quick.”

Nsfw

“I-i—!?”

“Hm? Why are you suddenly so…touchy with my brother?”

Words wasn’t even able to be spoken correctly out your mouth. You’ve just came and Luffy’s fingers haven’t let up. His thighs spread yours apart in front of your own mirror, his eyes barely visible, but you knew they were dark

“Hey.” Luffy spats out against your ear giving your clit a firm slap, you hiss out of embarrassment seeing your arousal splash against the tip of his fingers. “Look at me, please.”

He kept repeating the question and with each “i dont know” answer was a faster rub against your clit, or an additional finger to scissor you.

It was so odd to see Luffy not as loud as he usually is during sex. He was more focused on making you cum again and again and again mumbling how much better he is at this then anybody else to make you feel good.

“….’fuckin’ mine.”

Was the most you’d hear mumbled and groaned into your sweaty hot neck as he fucked himself into you.

Luffy didn’t even care to acknowledge his jealous behavior after he was done with you. He left to bring back some food to eat beside you as you laid on the bed a cum filled mess after being overstimulated by his fingers, tongue, and dick.

You ask if him he acted the way he did he just smiles at you and shrugs, “I just wanted to show you some love!”

Zoro

SFW

His form of jealously is being a little pissy bitch.

Like Sanji, but he’s passive aggressive towards you.

He will be very in denial about being jealous so don’t even bring it up.

He doesn’t stop acting that way until he gets over it.

Whenever that may be.

He has some issues verbally expressing himself towards you and you knew it before yall started dating so you began to know how to read his body language as a way of communicating with him.

Today must have been an off day though.

All day, absolutely all day you spent your time in the kitchen with sanji, talking with sanji, complimenting sanji. Everything that ero cook was doing you made sure to acknowledge it.

And zoro noticed.

When you finally have some alone time with Zoro he doesn’t even talk to you, just hums and grumbles. You noticed something was wrong but didnt care to ask until he walks over towards you as you’re bent over in the Crows Nest

NSFW

“Does that—fuck—stupid cook fuck you like this too?!”

“N-no!”

It was almost embarrassing how you was pressed against the cold wall, his pace not letting up. It started off so sweet. Him being so needy , kissing you, mumbling incoherent words on your skin and clingy up until he bites your neck.

Zoro manhandles you a bit more, not too much to where you’ll be in actual pain, but he isn’t afraid to move your body around in any position he desires.

“P-please ! Wait! Keep going!”

He lets out an airy chuckle looking down at your lewd damped body on his workout bench, lazily flicking his index finger on your sensitive clit. He has been so mean pulling out to stroke his cock in front of you right before you cum.

He even came on you instead.

You beg and plead at his teasing and edging up until you finally put two and two together when he says,

“Keep going? Like how you kept going back to that stupid ass cook to hang out with all day? Want me to go get him. Show him how much you need some cock?”

You didnt even realize from the beginning he was doing all this out of jealousy. Once you begin to apologize, he starts to feel a liittlllee bad and lets you finally cum on his dick.

Rest assured though, once you wake up out of your boyfriend’s arm you’re ganna give him an earful on him being a jealous baby instead of coming to speak to you about how he actually felt.

[plutopitou]

Frosting ~ keigo takami x reader

Your boyfriend, the number two hero, is a good man. He’s kind enough to spare the innocent if he can take out that frustration on your pretty self.

warnings: throatfucking again oops, daddy kink, degradation, slapping, he’s an asshole in this but he makes u wet i dont make the rules MDNI

Gagging on your knees wasn’t in your plan for the night before Keigo’s birthday.

Takami Keigo is a good man.

He arrived home unexpectedly.

Your head snaps at the slam of the door to see his tired body, eyebrows tensely pulled together as he lazily pulls off his gloves. His jacket littered with smears of dirt and his golden soft hair a little more ruffled than when he left.

More importantly, he arrived with a tinge of something different in his demeanor, something more.. threatening.

You rush over pulling off his heavy leather coat, greeting him as your hang it up for him swiftly. You stand off by the door fiddling with your fingers in sudden anxiety, watching his every move.

He was irritated.

“Come here.”

Immediately you pace to his side in the messy kitchen, decorated with fallen flour and dirty bowls stained with pink frosting and cake mix residue.

Keigo is leaning over the counter, rubbing his forehead in frustration.

“What did I tell you about the messes you make, baby?”

He doesn’t even look in your direction as he continues to stare forward with a blank look on his face, dragging his hand along his cheek and tense jaw in aggrivation.

Your stomach churned.

“I was going to clean it up-“

Words are left unsaid as your head snaps to the side, filling with a stinging sensation. Tears bubble beneath your lashes, you wanted him to know you were going to be good like he wished and clean up after yourself.

“Y’know all the shit I had to deal with today?” He mutters rhetorically. “Dumbasses trying to rob some phones, villains tryin to blow up a highway,” After every word listed, he sets you up to make one more mess of the day. “..the commission.”

You can feel the bruises forming being pushed on your knees with an ache on the crown of your head from Keigo’s harsh grip.

“Baby, you’re supposed to be the one to not cause any problems, remember?” The accusatory tone in his voice is enough to make your lip tremble and eyes leak in shame, you must make it up to him.

“Now you’re gonna let me take it out on you, right?” Your mind is on autopilot. Nodding as you rustle to unbuckle his pants, eager to fill your mouth with cock and make up for your stupid wrongdoings. To let Keigo use your throat like a personal bitch until his night is better.

It’s like he always said: you’re special because you let him take out his frustrations on you instead of letting him redirect it elsewhere.

Your boyfriend is a good man, he is good to you.

He lets you adjust to his thick cock, carefully letting you slick him up, right before he cups your silky soft throat and pushes your head right up to his pelvic. The sounds of your gagging fuel his arousel as he holds the back of your head till he can’t take no more, taking breaks to let you breathe then swiftly take your breath away again.

“You wanna make so many messes you gotta be the one to clean it up..”

The aching sting on your cheek has long past, focusing on your leaking pussy from the compromising situation you found yourself in from the hands of your handler.

You cleaned up every string of precum leaking from his cock before forcing yourself to take it to the brim. His choked gasps send kisses to your wet pussy as he sensitivity heightens, orgasm drawing near.

“You’re gonna let me come on your face, right? Hm?” He coos, rubbing your cheek of stray tears as you continue to bob yourself on his hard dick.

You give a strained hum, letting Keigo spit out profanities and lewd accusations to your vulnerable position.

Every rough thrust into your mouth was an direct hit at every annoyance in his day; it was all going to be taken out on you. And God, you’d just let him

Keigo holds his release back, relishing in the feeling of your throat squelching with saliva trying to push him out as he rams back in.

You panic as he pinches your nose; no access to air, you hit his thighs in signal you can’t breathe.

“Fuck..”

Air fills back into your lungs as he pulls out, immediately pumping his angry red cock to spurt shots of cum with the strings of saliva messily on your face. He gasps, his abs flexing to make you as vulgar as possible.

The silence is loud as you both take a minute to catch your breath, looking up at his lean body wiping his sheen forehead. There isn’t a word released from his mouth to you.

You waste no time for your apology. “I’m really sorry, Daddy..” You whisper on your knees in humiliation.

Keigo pushes back his hair, sighing in exasperation.

He doesn’t accept your apology.

Instead quirking an eyebrow at you, lazily pointing to the still messy kitchen. “Make sure you clean all this shit up.” He says uncaring, before walking away to the shower.

You hear the door to the bathroom slam and the water turn on.

Your mind and body are still hazy as you lift yourself off the floor

You open the fridge and blankly stare.

Would he still appreciate the little cake you made for him?

This was made so quickly i love rotting this man with obscene traits he’s literally such a sweetheart, just has a bit of mommy and daddy issues ~ reposted with more content

[bigfemboyenergy]

woah!!!! again?!?

remember that one post i made with a gf/dp crossover in which the ghost zone actually CONTAINS the mindscape? dont lie, i know you dont

i just remembered how cool that felt to me so !! im thinkin i might write a bit (just., gotta find it)

original prompt post: https://www.tumblr.com/bigfemboyenergy/749856656479879168/ok-ok-this-will-be-the-last-time-i-promise?source=share

Bill laughs as the kid stares straight through the hole he just shot through Bill’s bowtie. “I’m immortal here, kid! It’ll take more than that to kill me!” Immediately, the human changes his stance, as if preparing for some sort of violent response. Bill doesn’t even bother to so much as flick him as he says, “Whoa, whoa kid! How much trauma have you dealt with?” He openly laughs, his strange voice filling the odd, infinite space.

The boy adjusts his posture, tensing up a bit, as he seems to prepare a blast from his hand. To this, Bill stops laughing and continues to act fairly casual. “You know, you’re quite the sight for sore eye! I haven’t seen anyone in this realm outside of myself before!” He watches the human get a little less tense, before tensing up again, as if waiting for some surprise attack. “Look here, kid. I’m not in a fighting mood,” Bill starts, with a laugh. It’s obvious he’s being a little more serious, before he quickly returns to his overly odd cackle, “No matter how much you seem to be!”

Danny can’t help but suspect the thing. He can’t tell what it is, especially since it has no ghost-like aspects outside of its regeneration. After all, a yellow equilateral triangle with one giant eye, a bowtie, a cane, and a fashionable hat doesn’t seem..quite normal to become, for those who’ve passed. It irks him to see something so strange and oddly, uncomfortably threatening, within his domain. Danny can’t help but feel protective over his realm, as the Ruler of the Infinite Realms, a title he gained since his defeat of Pariah Dark. His obsession with protecting others also doesn’t help.

But Danny really knows something’s up. He’s never even heard of such an odd being in the Realms before, something he doesn’t expect despite its vastness. With a deep breath that he doesn’t quite need to take, he finally speaks to the creature: “What even are you?” Danny doesn’t even care to sugarcoat his words. This being surely hasn’t done so with its own, so why not be so straightforward?

The beast’s singular eye almost illustrates the emotion of grinning. Danny only notices now, but the creature almost pulses as it seems to speak, with no mouth in sight. “I’m a dream demon, isn’t it obvious? The name’s Bill Cipher, make sure you don’t forget it!” It asks, a clearly rhetorical, purely joking, question, before continuing. “From a world in which direction, dimension, and disaster have no meaning! Where 2D is the new 3D, and life is near worthless!” Danny watches as the thing calling itself a ‘dream demon’ bursts into a fit of laughter, it seeming to find everything very entertaining. He must say, he isn’t satisfied with the being’s answer. It just seems to leave even more questions.

Danny lets himself relax as the demon questions him right back; “Who, rather than what, are you, kid?”

Bill watches the human closely with his eye, waiting for an inevitable response, whether with words or actions. It’s rather exciting to practically hear the gears in the boy’s brain turning as he thinks deeply. Within a minute or so, the kid responds, “Phantom. People call me Phantom.” Bill nods, in a way that his unusual body will let him. Everything about the boy only seems to get more interesting. “Say, what business do you have here, Phantom?” Bill questions, with a smirk-like look in his eye.

Phantom gives Bill a calculating look. “I am the ruler of these realms, actually.” This greatly surprises Bill, who rotates his cane in his hand thoughtfully. “Well, who’d have thunk it! Why, kid, you’re quite the little mystery!” He laughs, his voice once again resonating through the infinite space.

It seems like the two are in for a ride- one of the “emotional rollercoaster” type.

[pillarsalt]

hey sorry for venting randomly in your inbox... sooo i dont usually think too hard about my radfem views anymore since i fully peaked but tonight i cried thinking about my friends. i finally thought hard about how they will never fully know the real me. i have to hide myself and my views from everyone because they are ALL gender brainrotted and homophobic. i used to love them so much and i still do in a way but every time we have a conversation they always bring up trans topics for no reason and it's obvious they're constantly trying to convince themselves of the ideology. the thing that hurts the most is when they tell me, "we will always love and support you no matter who you are" lmao! hilarious. or it would be if i didnt care so much about them but instead it's insanely heartbreaking. i don't trust any of them anymore and i know i should leave but funny thing is i am living with a couple of them and i don't want to live alone. especially since moving out right now (impending trump presidency!! 🦅) sounds stressful. i'm just hoping one day i can get out and start again without causing a scene. just slip away into nothing without a word. but that's not going to happen for a while.

I'm sorry you're in that position, I understand how you feel. Especially the bitterness of the hypocrisy when they act like they're the open minded ones, even when you're who the one who has to self censor in order for them to not freak out.

I completely relate to "they will never fully know the real me" and I have had that grief too. One piece of advice I can give you is to keep the lines of communication open on your end. If you give any indication of your dissent before you leave them, they'll remember it, if and when they themselves snap out of this ideological bubble they're in, and they'll know you're someone safe to talk about it. You said "it's obvious they're constantly trying to convince themselves of the ideology" -- this is a symptom of cognitive dissonance, and for quite a lot of people, this is the point they realize they can no longer deny reality. There's a chance some or all of your current friends could come out of it, but it might take a long time. A lot of the time, when someone changes their mind about a contentious subject, they're embarrassed to talk to people they asserted that incorrect opinion to before. So if you're keeping those bridges open, there's a bigger chance to open that friendship again someday. You're not obligated to do so, but...

I know a lotttt of people are starting to question the rhetoric, it seems to be rising to a crescendo where people are realizing en masse that having your thoughts and speech controlled is not fair or beneficial. People are realizing the sexist and scientifically weak foundation this ideology stands on. I think, while vehement trans activists might fight until their last breath about it, the world is going to get a lot more moderate and realistic on this issue, and soon.

So if anything, in my opinion, have hope. Even if your old friends stay attached to this sinking ship, you're going to undoubtedly find some new ones who you can be yourself around. It's hard to say goodbye, but sometimes it's all you can do. Your thoughts are worth hearing and shouldn't be pushed down to please others; I hope soon you're able to get away and feel able to express yourself.

[gemsofgreece]

hi ! I apologize if it is a weird or rude question, but as a history buff and mediterranea lover, i'd love to visit greece one day as everything about her seems fire, plus you have great historical relationship with my country, france. The thing is that im muslim and half north african, and i look very arab (plus i have like the most cliché arabic name, so no one would probably see me as french), so im a bit apprehensive about going in greece, because you dont have the most cordial relationship with muslims (i understand tbf), and that in a lot of countries know for their "hospitality", it is actually only for white people. I know that you have a lot of tourists and immigrants but that doesnt really means the average greek tolerate them (like france for exemple were there is a lot of muslims but french dislike them). So i wanted to ask what do greeks think of north africans and women wearing the hijab and how they are treated, bc i wouldnt be comfortable being somewhere where half of the population would be glad to see me suffer. Im sorry if i sound ignorant, racist or rude ^^'

Hello! Before I go into detail I think you should not be concerned about this or allow these thoughts to fill you with stress that could affect your enjoyment of your vacation in Greece.

While Greece is part of Eastern Europe where there are more racist beliefs towards muslims compared to West Europe (or at least so it was, but I am currently seeing far right rising in the west exponentially), Greece is also one of the most visited countries in the world at this point and during the last decade it has been receiving tourists from all around the globe, people of all skintones and faiths. A huge number of Greeks work in the tourism sector and are perfectly acquainted with providing tourist services to everybody without exception. In fact, we also get a lot of tourists from countries with less than ideal relations with Greece and I have never heard reports of something going wrong or of Greeks being unfriendly to them.

Now a few words about racism in Greece in order to help you develop a better understanding of it. First of all, I am sure extremely problematic individuals who usually express the dark side of themselves on the Internet do exist in Greece, however the likelihood of stumbling in real life onto a Greek who would like to see one "suffer" on the basis of their skincolour or religion is incredibly slim. This is neither a prevalent nor even a considerable let alone a normalised behaviour in Greece at all.

Racism in Greece is usually very... contextual. Greeks foster negative feelings for specific nations first and foremost and it usually has to do with historical trauma, about which I assume you know some stuff since you said "I get it tbf". Greeks also may have negative feelings for nations who are traditionally allies of aforementioned nations. The second thing that can ignite racist behaviour amongst Greeks is the religion indeed but not so much due to the religion itself but because a religion may be heavily associated with any of the nations that are on their black list. This sometimes causes biased stances towards all believers of the religion in question, even if they have nothing to do with those few nations. Skincolour comes last in the possibility of triggering racist behaviour in Greece, especially when it comes to tourists. But again I dare say even in an 80% of the cases it is because it is associated with countries that might be viewed as unfriendly to Greece or Christianity than any sort of rhetoric about inherent superiority or inferiority based on skincolour. Again, I am not saying there are no individuals who think this way - there definitely are - but it's not the primary type of racism encountered in Greece and it is exremely unlikely to interact with such a person in your vacation. We had such a type of political party but it was outlawed and its leaders got imprisoned. Meanwhile, the West was screaming nonstop that bad Greece has such a political party and now they are putting theirs in their parliaments or letting them govern. The irony.

Several Greeks are against the immigrants but it is primarily due to the financial and unemployment problems the country has even without a constant influx of new-comers and then because most of these immigrants are again viewed as nationals from countries unfriendly to Greece and secondarily Christianity that only arrive here as a necessity and not because they want to live and contribute to the Greek society. Then there are also many Greeks who rally for the immigrants' rights. But racism in Greece is really SO contextual that a dark Muslim can melt away a suspicious Greek's reservation, if they express feelings of appreciation or understanding for Greece, within the course of five minutes! It's kind of amusing.

Now, you being a woman actually minimizes your chances of an unfortunate racist incident way more. Exactly because Greek racism is founded so much more on past historical trauma or perception of extremist movements in nearby parts of the world rather than ideologies of superiority, nobody considers women as part of the problem or views them as a threat. The worst that can happen to you is to notice that someone may be initially neutral or indifferent to you until they hear your french accent and your positive perception of Greece and instantly warm up or something. But someone could be neutral or indifferent for just about any reason, including having a bad day. I honestly don't think you could get a worse reception as long as you are a considerate polite tourist. The hijab is indeed an uncommon sight in Greece but the worst thing you may get is looks, mostly out of curiosity, not hatred. And that is if you are in a more remote or less touristy location. In the largest cities or the busiest islands people won't care.

Now there's also the other side to all this. Greeks are known to often make good friends with people from the "black list" countries. Greeks are friendly and sociable and they usually only expect from you a positive outlook on their country to discard their reservations. Greece also in fact has very good relations with many Arab countries. Politically, Greece has very good relations with Egypt, Libya (supported the progressive side in the civil war, the House of the Representatives and the National Libyan Army), Algeria, Morocco, Tunisia, Lebanon, Jordan, Saudi Arabia and UAE. So, a great part of the Arab world. In fact, Greeks and Arabs are believed to be friends in general. Now, this does not apply to every single situation or to what every single individual thinks from either side but I am just saying it to dispute any potential misunderstanding that Greeks supposedly have some sort of major feud with Arabs or some Arab-centric racist feelings.

In short, you should not be concerned about it : you are a woman, you are a tourist genuinely interested in Greece, everyone will pick up on your french accent lol and you can freely mention your North African Arab background. Obviously I cannot guarantee nothing will ever happen 1000% but it is not more likely here than it is in France.

[sophieinwonderland]

https://www.reddit.com/r/SystemsCringe/s/MXrwyBfjJk

Anti endos really dont know how to read huh???

They really dont understand that plurality =/= only did/osdd/other dissoiative ones i may be forgetting

This! It's genuinely mind-boggling how people can have such strong opinions with absolutely zero understanding of anything they're talking about.

I'm gonna dive right into this post, because it's just so terrible!

I'm endogenic. I'm a tulpa. We do not have DID or OSDD or any other dissociative disorder. We have never claimed to.

I believe that DID is almost always caused by trauma. And that more research needs to be done on different presentations of OSDD to determine how strong its association with trauma is.

I can't understand why these facts are so hard for their brains to process.

I'm not a huge fan of insulting people's intelligence but gods, these people just make it really difficult not to.

I have literally always said I was endogenic!

This hasn't changed!

I'm also not saying that only trauma can cause DID. I think there definitely is a possibility that there could be rare non-traumagenic forms of DID. But being open to this possibility is VERY different from claiming, as the Satanic Temple's Grey Faction has, that DID is typically iatrogenic.

The Grey Faction does not believe DID is caused by trauma.

And this hate subreddit is using them as a source for their anti-RAMCOA rhetoric!

On the topic of gaslighting, Grace is correct that Grace did not say the words "religious alters only existed after Hazbin Hotel." (I didn't say they said those words either.)

Here is what Grace has said though!

Remember in the below screenshots that the black at the top are the posts Grace is responding to and the light grey at the bottom are Grace's words.

Grace assuming that Hell in headspace is from Hazbin Hotel:

Grace saying there wasn't a slew of religious alters before Hazbin Hotel:

(Anyone who has been in the system community knows that religious headmates were very common since long before Hazing Hotel was a released.)

Grace assuming a biblical angel alter is from Hazbin Hotel:

Grace assuming ANOTHER angel is from Hazbin Hotel:

This is despite the fact that this person is obviously confused about why they have an angel there and probably wouldn't be confused if they had an introject from Hazbin Hotel.

Grace assuming a God alter is from Hazing Hotel:

And as a reminder GOD ISN'T even in the show!!!!!!!!

This doesn't even make sense!

There's a very consistent theme in these posts. You know, since I'm already reusing the screenshots, might as well reuse the meme as well.

Back to this post though...

Oh...

Yeah, I'm just going to refer back to everything above!

Grace!

Where does this post mention DID???

Even though I do believe it is theoretically possible to have DID without trauma, this post doesn't say that!!!

How is this whole subreddit this bad at basic reading comprehension???

Right... You guys just have a mod-approved hit list of acceptable targets to name to focus attacks on said targets. A list that I'm on, by the way.

Why would I censor usernames of people on your subreddit if you don't censor mine, and have me on your list of approved targets?

Now in fairness, I screenshotted users from this subreddit without censoring names before they put me on their hit list, and I will continue to do so even if I'm removed from that list because yes, it's an ableist hate sub and I have no desire to hide the names of people participating in spreading hate against systems.

But I still want to call out the hypocrisy of a post that names my blog complaining about me not censoring the names of the people I respond to.

[valeria-garza-enjoyer]

Your writing style is absolutely phenomenal! Wow I don't think I've ever been so engrossed in a short story before! It's amazing and I love everything you write!

TYSM !!!! i feel like a little bacteria exponentially growing bc this fic started with a little one off chapter that was kinda short and as the brainworm grew i wrote more and learned how to more efficiently use rhetoric like repetition and similes and i cant help but want to keep tinkering with previous chapters every time i write a new chapter.

its kinda why ch 4 took so long bc i had so many hurdles getting the thoughts onto my doc properly, which is also my problem again with ch 5. ch 5 is theoretically about half way done, and its hard to explain the problem im having without spoiling it, but the main chunk of what i have written just feels rushed and quick to me. Like i want to sit on it and expand the narrative but i dont feel like i could give it justice. This is also why the rape scene is kinda sorta just mentioned in ch3 and doesnt go in depth like other scenes do. I dont feel like i have the depth and true capability to give that anguish words so i tried to keep it in the same tone and almost fluffed up/poetic prose. if i could go back right now i think id try to expand it more but for my abilities i like how it came out.

so yeah thats ch5 and some other thoughts rn BUT i can say im about halfway done with the valeria/reader separate fic. idk if i said this in the last ask but it uses the headcannon of the broken rosary and her upbringing so theres that crumb if i didnt already give yall that :3 i think im leaning towards more fluff/silver lining ending which means id give it a second chapter for pacing but yeah that should be up on ao3 in the next few days if i dont forget.

i love every ask/comment i lets me know yall like what im writing and im not alone in my insane love for this collection of pixels made by infinity ward. ALSO i am planning on cross posting all of valerias florecita here one day. maybe when its done idk (i dont like saying that bc i dont like the thought of this thing being done. like wdym this behemoth of a fic is done? I spent so much time and energy on it what do i do now??)

[lesbiandonnanoble]

hello! i dont know if there is someone better to ask but youre one of the most prominent dw blogs i can think of: are there any episodes that stand out to you in their discussion or promotion of space colonization? especially using rhetoric of "its human nature to explore" or even religous backing.

if not no worries haha, im just writing a paper and i wanted to use a scifi example!

this is really awful cos you asked this last year and i suck and obviously your paper is already written and i'm so sorry. this ask made me think about how the topic as a whole is approached in the show/the extended universe and this is sort of a poorly done summation of those thoughts.

there's a lot in doctor who to work with in terms of human/humanoid/dominant species colonisation in space. key word work, because it is very much on the shoulders of the watcher/reader/listener to draw up a complex or accurate allegory in almost every case. rather than the "right to explore," i think often by nature of needing an easy conflict doctor who goes more for the "right to utilise resources no matter where they're found, even and especially luxury resources". an example all my followers are the most likely to have seen/remember is planet of the ood. obviously this is slavery, but the abduction of a slave labour force is often part of the colonisation of an inhabited place. it's an especially on the nose critique because the colonisers in this case were physically preventing communication and the reforming of the community they colonised to exploit, but this is done on a very simple level and not extrapolated or discussed in real world terms or with real world context.

the extended universe deals with the topic of colonisation in a more frequent and usually slightly less basic way. jamie mccrimmon is a character who even in the show was (pre-doctor) living under militant colonial (british) rule. this is explored more in depth in a couple of audios; it is genuinely rarely touched on in the show. in certain companion chronicles jamie's survival of british colonial rule is discussed directly (the glorious revolution) or alluded to with parallel space colonisation plots (stuff like the edge comes to mind). c'rizz is another character from the audios who the doctor met after his community was violently colonised and imprisoned but c'rizz has sort of a very strange and very particular thing going on so i'm not really sure how much there is in terms of a colonialism discussion with him; i'm sure you could find something but again the work to find commentary on it is put on the shoulders of the audience. also in the way of extended universe, the EDAs will (like the show!) often have sort of basic space colonisation as a plot point which is not very explored or discussed or looked into beyond that it's a familiar cut and dry situation for the doctor to walk into and be the good guy. they go for this often in the show and the books, they'll pull up a complex and violent social situation and then not delve into it as a social situation (or in this case an act of colonialism) in favour of delving into it only as a plot point, if that makes sense. however I did think dreamstone moon (EDA) actually had something to say about how late stage capitalism/commodification is both an arm and heart of colonialism. i have a (very short) post about that here.

ultimately, doctor who as a creation began in the early 1960s in britain. the universal reoccurring threat that has persisted over the subsequent sixty years within the fiction of the show (perpetrated by any and all villains) is that of the fascist, the authoritarian, the idea of a world-conquering absolute dictator. the (white) british collective consciousness, reeling from the second world war, could not picture any greater evil than the global surge of fascism in the late 30s-40s. colonisation, especially with britain's history as the perpetrators, is something that held visibly less evil in the minds of these british tv writers, and that is reflected in the writing more often than not, especially in classic who. often, colonialism in doctor who is a backdrop, a setting, and not something that is examined, especially not fully, in the episode's text. it betrays something about the show and the country it came from. it is a nasty fact of doctor who and the context it rose out of.

i know i'm too late to help you with that essay but this just made me think, and these are just my thoughts. i don't know. i guess more than any wealth of strong examples when you look at colonialism in doctor who you notice the general lack of sociopolitics, realism, and empathy in any portrayal of colonialism. to pull strong, more-than-surface-level anti-colonialist narratives out of doctor who, you have to do most of the work yourself. i do think this has to do with the show being synonymous with a country that was historically the biggest perpetrator of military colonialism in the world. i don't know. it's grimly interesting in a way that puts a sour taste in my mouth.

[randomprosho]

"I don't support it in real life!"CW: talk of sexualizing minors, slight rant

Then why write about it? If for coping purposes, why post it online for others (especially actual predators) to see and consume? Then why portray those things in a positive light instead of condemning them?And you're seriously going to tell me that just because as an adult (1) you want to see a fictional minor (that mind you, is usually designed to resemble an actual child) depicted in sexual situations doesn't mean you don't share that same view concerning children in real life? You find fictional minors attractive but not real ones? Why does the line between finding someone who is (and usually also looks like) a child sexually attractive get drawn at whether the child is real or not? I'm not calling anyone pedophiles, but if the shoe fits...(1) No I am not talking about 18 y/os finding 17 y/os attractive. Use your brain. Creating content of underaged characters is still questionable regardless of age, however.

"Just mute/block instead of harassing others!"I have nearly 70k people blocked on twitter, and hundreds of words and tags muted, I softblock and mute people who post things I don't want to see. I still see certain things on my timeline, usually because1) It's posted in the main tags of something I'm interested in2) The post isn't even tagged at all3) If someone quote retweets from someone I've blocked, I still see the take on my timeline.

"Antis use the same rhetoric as exclusionists and TERFS!"What exactly does being against pedophilia have to do with trans (women) exclusionary radical feminism?And what does lgbtq discourse in general have to do with not wanting minors to be sexualized?

"Antis harass people!"Apparently, proshippers have never done this before! Not once has a grown adult stalked literal children for calling their ships gross!Not saying harassments ok at all, but let's not act like the poor proshippers are being oppressed here.Also, I promise you, someone saying "x is a proshipper, please block them if you don't want to see their content" is not harassment. Writing callout posts and videos on underaged "antis", however is most definitely harassment but y'all don't want to hear that. People have the right to know if they are platforming people who go against their personal beliefs and morals. Choosing to hide that from people who would otherwise not want to interact with you for the sake of not wanting to "lose friends" makes you a bad person, and you should feel bad.

this is a LOT anon, my god...

First I'll say what I do agree with you on: I have made posts and even agreed with antis or neutrals on proshippers harassing antis. I have seen it and have hated that it happens. Proshippers like to use being anti-harassment as a shield to harass people. Antis have made posts without accusing anyone of being anything nor making any kind of assumptions about any shippers and they would get HOUNDED by proshippers. I've seen it happen. I once followed a group of antis because they liked the same popular ship I liked in a fandom (I wont name). They were uncomfortable with certain shippers and proshippers following them, I respected their wishes and left. I saw from a proshipper qrting that same anti group that I unfollowed because they made a list of proshippers for that fandom so people could block. I did trust these antis because they were anti-harassment. I do agree that a lot of these kinds of lists do cause harassment but there were proshippers going up to this group being immature saying to be added to the list. And yes, they were harassed but like I said, I did trust this group, they were peaceful people. I have had good conversations with antis because I feel like there are some that just want to be heard. So I listen to them. I am completely fine with having conversations without being labeled something I am not. That you KNOW I am not. I WILL stick up for antis if they're not in the wrong, I dont care how many proshippers I will be going against. I am anti-harassment in the truest sense. NO one deserves to be harassed, least of all, children.

For all the other shit you said: "if the shoe fits" It dont. Pedophilia is a paraphilic disorder where the person has thoughts and emotions that could potentially harm a minor. These people have intrusive thoughts to the point it causes them distress. I, personally, do NOT suffer from this. People have the ability to separate fiction from reality. What I see when I look at anime characters is a cartoon character. I dont see actual literal children, no matter HOW they act. I can only speak for myself, but I dont like actual people, let alone, children. I dont want to be with anyone nor do anything with anyone. I use to be a schediaphile, which is a paraphilia where someone is sexually attracted to fictional characters, which lolishota are. I honestly never was sexually attracted to lolishota. I only find them cute and when I like cute things, I like fucked up shit to happen to them because I like dark/taboo type of fiction. Even if something is shown in a positive way, it is STILL fucked up, isnt it?

When I post anything sexual about a lolishota, I am able to distance myself from it: Aegosexual.

There is a LOT of violence that is shown as a positive in fiction but no anti ever goes hard against it like they do when it comes to anything depicting sex. Violence is always seen as a good thing, while sex is bad.

It is a-okay to be disgusted and grossed out over any fiction no matter what. What isnt okay is harassing someone over fiction because you find it icky. I personally dont like gore but I would never go after someone making assumptions that they're gonna go on a murder spree.

I dont use lolishotacon as a way to cope because I havent been through anything like that. I just think they're cute, thats it.

btw, I am also blocking a shit ton of people on twitter. I block people every single day. I see NSFW art I dont want to see all the time. It does cause me a teeny bit of anxiety but I literally breathe out a sigh of relief when I block them so I dont see their shit anymore. If you're following ppl that qrt people you've blocked, maybe you should unfollow those people. you are the only person who can look out for you, unless your a minor, then thats your parents/guardians job

[starcanwrecked-confessions]

original "sam is an abusive cop" anon here; i. didnt necessarily mean to spark ACAB discourse i apologise. but i thought id jump in with what i meant bcz i think its a bit silly for people to be like "hating a character for being a cop is a bad thing" like? guys? this conversation is sooo stale and its sooo annoying Yes i Know cops arent hiveminds(ha) that arent all individually evil (they do willingly support a corrupt system, but im not here to talk about the complexity of the retributive justice system rn) but. when it comes to fictional characters, they represent something. they arent real people, they have nuance yes but not the same amount of nuance as a real person, they are constructs meant to communicate a narrative or a theme or a concept or literally whatever. and sam specifically is a construct meant to represent corruption in the police. simple as that. if he was a bigger character with more screentime i would maybe get it? but as it stands right now, he really is not that nuanced. he literally uses his power as a cop to kidnap a child. and that is like one of the very few things hes done in canon. i dont have an issue with people making shit up about fictional characters but my question is. why him? what about him is so woobifiable and lovable? he is a funny character, dont get me wrong but like. idk man i feel like sometimes people should just make ocs. sorry to bring this up again lmaoo im just sick of this kind of rhetoric and am also passionate about media literacy and analysis. i truly am not trying to spark up More discourse in your inbox honestly i do not wish that upon you but yeah i just thought id make myself clear. also to the people making this a commentary about how americans are weird and overdramatic about the police, i am not american and also i think thats a bit of a weird thing to say. anyways sorry for the word dump haha.

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