#in a disgusting and violating way

[proshippers-against-censorship]

Not so gentle reminder that if you're standing there, and in front of you is a victim of assault and a victim of sexual assault, and when asked who went through the worse crime you point to the victim of sexual assault and not to both of them, you are a victim of Puritan values and you should really work on that.

[thepoisonroom]

'I flirted with the idea that instead of being trans that I was just a cross-dresser (a quirk, I thought, that could be quietly folded into an otherwise average life) and that my dysphoria was sexual in nature, and sexual only. And if my feelings were only sexual, then, I wondered, perhaps I wasn’t actually trans.

I had read about a book called The Man Who Would Be Queen, by a Northwestern University professor who believed that transwomen who were attracted to women were really confused fetishists, they wanted to be women to satisfy an autogynephilia. And though I first read about this book in the context of its debunkment and disparagement, I thought about the electricity of slipping on those tights, zipping up those boots, and a stream of guilt followed. Maybe this professor was right, and maybe I was only a fetishist. Not trans, just a misguided boy.

About a year later, on the Internet, I come across a transwoman who added a unique message to the crowd refuting this professor. Oh, I wish I remember who this woman was, and I wish even more that I could do better than paraphrase her, but I remember her saying something like this: “Well, of course I feel sexy putting on women’s clothing and having a woman’s body. If you feel comfortable in your body for the first time, won’t that probably mean it’ll be the first time you feel comfortable, too, with delighting in your body as a sexual thing?”'

-Casey Plett, Consciousness

[goldensunset]

here’s my final philosophical take for the day. i hate advertisements for food and drink that get even remotely close to asmr or anything fancy like that it is my biggest squick ever i don’t want that thang anywhere in my ears. don’t whisper or otherwise speak to me in a low tone do not crinkle or chew or slurp etc etc that is downright foul-mannered i will start attacking something like a feral dog

[orange-coloredsky-archive]

oh my god wait even worse is that the omen bairn item is brought up and the "please dont hate me, or curse me" line is Right There implying that the omen """""curse"""" is entirely forced upon certain children and maybe theyre just people who look different and maybe have a fantasy mental illness.

turn on lore video essays for background noise while i play video james to keep thoughts from occuring when im hit with that dollar store "no actually omen maybe deserved the fear and subjugation that the Order™️ placed onto them". okay. alright. okay

[sukugo]

This idea is eating my brain. Sukuna being a shameless insatiable freak towards Gojo and an in-denial thirsty freak towards Itadori.

He wants Gojo. He pursues him without relent. Sukuna wants to wreck the man and paint him red all over. He wants to taste his heart and know if he is as sweet as the desserts he gorges himself full with.

Sukuna wants to pry Gojo open and eat him out clean. He wants to climb over him and crawl inside of him. Their bodies becoming one and no one can ever tell where Sukuna start and Gojo ends anymore.

Sukuna desires that more than anything.

But he cannot understand why he sees himself doing it in the body of the brat that once caged him.

Instead of imagining his own four arms bringing Gojo towards his end begging and moaning for mercy he would never receive, Sukuna fancies it to be that of the annoying mouthy fool.

Clumsy hands and eager fingers. Unable to control the strength they possess that they break Gojo in. Cracking bones. Shattering spirits.

Gojo will be quivering. The brat will whimpering. Sukuna will be feasting.

The sweetness of their despair and richness of their blood sit heavy on his tongue. Salty tears spilling from confusion and frustration just makes his mouth water for more.

But what Sukuna craves more from their joining in his fantasy, was the forbidden taste of desire for the impossible and unthinkable - desecration of something sacred and twisting of kindness so profound.

Sukuna wants Gojo through the Brat. It is driving him insane.

SCREAAAAAAAMINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG

SHIT THAT'S SOOOOO GOOD OH MY GOD. AND SO SO SO CORRECT

it's a mix of his desire to break yuuji (derogatorily) and break satoru (affectionately) and it mixes up into this absolute mess of feelings for all of them involved and fuuuuuccckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

[batsplat]

fucked up that italian is at the top of atp tour rn but he’s like the most boring italian possible. wtf.

so boring he's basically an austrian

icl, by some irony my top three most beloathed sporting nations are spain, italy and australia, so for me the way motogp works is that the most moral way to deal with those countries is to just put them in a containment zone and have them tear each other to shreds. perfect. a victimless situation, except for the spanish, italian and australian athletes in question, and crucially it is Good and Valid for them to suffer

so I typically root against italians anyway across sports, just for vibes. I don't massively have anything against the other half dozen italian men bumbling around the upper end of the tour these days, but I also know I'd generally find them annoying if they happened to be as good as sinner. (I do like paolini!! and was a schiavone appreciator as a kid, so it's not a militant anti-italian stance.) I'd find almost anyone who is as good as sinner annoying. like motogp is a very rare exception to me as far as dominant athletes go, and those guys have to be actively insane for me to not get pissed off at them. my stance is that italians are not inherently interesting.... it's just valentino specifically, and then his reflected rizz also making his various proteges interesting. motogp features an above average number of interesting italians even amongst the non-valentino-affiliated, but that's just because you have SO many of them I reckon. whereas sinner is exactly in the mould of what we've come to expect from men's tennis stars: dull professionals allergic to controversy (minus the occasional unwisely applied anabolic steroid). craziest bit has been the atp pr push to shove that man down all of our throats. they're trying to sell us hair colour as an actual personality. the carrot boys thing is literally the most obvious psyop I've seen in my life. you can't fool me, that man has not had a single mildly interesting thought in his life. I'll say it: even his tennis doesn't really move me. at least I now know better than to expect more from that stupid fuck ass tour

[meteorstricken]

{Insert extensive grumbling noises here about half of my YouTube recs being for The Rising Tide playthroughs while I've opted to do a replay of the full game in order to fully grasp the implications of the DLC on the narrative as a whole.}

[xbasement-baitx]

Pretty pup would look cute knotted🫣

If you’re talking about a knotted toy yes yes yes

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

This was known at the time. Also known at the time: Osama bin Laden and al-Qaeda (a terrorist organization NOT a government) were responsible for the attacks.

Osama bin Laden (born and raised in Saudia Arabia) was the son of a billionaire who used his inherited wealth to found the terrorist group al-Qaeda

None of al-Qaeda's founders were Iraqi.

Saddam Hussein/the Iraqi government had few if any connections to Osama bin Laden/al-Qaeda

They were completely separate individuals/organizations.

Iraq was not involved in the Sept 11 attacks.

Iraq was not involved in the Sept 11 attacks.

Of the 19 hijackers who carried out the Sept 11 attacks:

15 were from Saudi Arabia (a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

2 were from the United Arab Emirates (also a powerful/oil-rich country the U.S. works hard to maintain diplomatic relations with)

1 was from Egypt, 1 from Lebanon.

None of the hijackers were from Iraq.

None of the Sept 11 hijackers were Iraqi.

None of the 9/11 hijackers were from Iraq.

[vamptastic]

a lot of people talk about fatness and will say well i care about people's health so i want them to be thin. and then you take that to its logical conclusion where fat people are choosing not to lose weight to idk, spite you, or because we hate ourselves, or whatever, so we need to be Made to lose weight. and of course there's no ethical way to Force people to lose weight like, you cannot force people to diet and exercise without being outright fascist and even if you do it won't work for every single person. so it just gets used to justify being a huge asshole to random fat people and say actually when i materially worsen the lives of fat people in concrete and measurable ways i'm helping them. basically any level of poor treatment individually and societally and in healthcare gets justified as concern for fat people's health even when it demonstrably worsens our health. even people who think we need to be kinder to fat people often justify it by arguing that being kind is more likely to make them thin by being cruel. like in your ideal world we just don't exist. very insidious.

[theforesteldritch]

Reading about how intersex athletes have been treated is so fucking horrible. The countless lies and human rights violations. The discrimination and how it's ruined the lives of so many people is so awful. There has been no apologies from any athletics comptetions or organizations. They have blood on their hands. Just a tw for intersexism and mental health issues and suicide in the next paragraph because it can get pretty heavy.

Annet Negesa, who was a middle distance runner. She was suddenly barred from competing due to her hormones. No one told her why. She was then told she needed to take medication to lower her testosterone, then what she was told was switched. She was lied to about a surgery that she was told was like an injection and would let her compete again. She woke up with scars and had had a gonadectomy. That violation of basic human rights and medical ethics combined with inadequate postsurgical care basically ended her career. She deserves justice. She deserves apologies from the Olympics and everyone single doctor who was involved in it, and compensation and the promise that it should never have happened and will never happen again. She. Needs. Justice.

Pratima Gaonkar needs justice. She was a rising track and field star. After forced sex verificatiom she killed herself. The way media and news treated her after her death was disgusting. She deserves and needs justice. Her family deserves justice.

Santhi Soundarajan had her medals stripped and was treated as an outcast after forced sex verification showed she had androgen insensitivity syndrome. She was treated as an outcast, her gender was mocked. She's spoken out about how much discrimination she's faced, and how badly she's been treated. She now works as a coach, but was barred from competing. She deserves justice.

Caster Semenya deserves justice. Francine Niyonsaba deserves justice. Margaret Wambui deserves justice. Barbra Banda deserves justice. Beatrice Masilingi and Christine Mboma deserve justice.

The racism and intersexism and horrible human rights violations and medical abuse these women have faced for the supposed crime of being intersex and good at a sport is horrible. They deserve justice, but the organizations that perpetuate these atrocities don't seem to care. It's so fucking horrible.

[evelynpr]

For prev's tags, I'm really saying like-

"Izuku is incredibly caring and loving to people even to those who hurt him" and "Izuku is concerningly obsessed and freaky, and quite arrogant/self righteous" and "Izuku is self sacrificial and destructive" and "Izuku feels satisfaction and desire for power and violence" are all statements that can coexist.

Middle school bakudeku was like, Horrible bully x Freaky stalker wasn't it because holy shit Deku really was freaky as hell-

The guy knows his moves, stance, food habits, SHOWER AND SLEEP ROUTINE??? WHAT THE FUCK MAN-

To be clear, the Smash comics aren't Canon canon. This is just another way of understanding bkdk's dynamic and progression.

[s-une]

When there is a character who is a psychologist but is only there to break the code of ethics and almost always fucks their patients

[carbonatedeverclear]

purity culture ruins people’s ability to engage with works that deal with serious issues and it’s disheartening to see people entirely miss the point of a work because they are guided by a knee jerk reaction towards disgust and I need to ramble

so, I’m reading a book called Jawbone by Monica Ojeda and it’s a very interesting horror novel that centers around puberty and teen girls and their relationships to their mothers. One of the bigger themes in the book is the idea of shame revolving around sexual development. One of the main characters is a young lesbian who is developing feelings for her best friend and has a mother who is incredibly homophobic and disapproving and in part of the book there’s a scene where this character talks about her mother catching her masturbating and the way that she is disgusted by her daughter and kind of this horror around being viewed as having lost your innocence from experiencing something that is common and should be mundane. sexual development is seen as a horrific and sinful action and that causes this character trauma through the rest of the book surrounding the way that her mother looks at her and how her mother is going to react when she finds out that she’s gay it’s a book that deals with a lot of topics around sexual shame. For example, another character is so terrified of the sin of masturbation that she keeps herself from masturbating by imagining being raped by men in her family who she cares about because it disgusts her and keeps her from achieving sexual arousal. the book itself shows that the action of the character masturbating when she’s six years old is an innocent action. It’s one that comes from curiousity and just what happens when you have a body. The book is very clear that the act is being sexualized by the adults around her and their reactions feel violating.

So it is infuriating to then go from reading this book to trying to read reviews of this book and finding that the first review on Goodreads is a one star review that just says “in this book a six-year-old masturbates 🤮” participating in the same disgust with the natural sexual development of young girls that the book itself tries to depict as a horrifying and violating way to view children and puberty 

[avaleigh16]

Y/n: You really put aside everything and came all this way for me? How did you even get here so fast?

Gaz: Several traffic violations.

Ghost: Three counts of resisting arrest.

Soap: Roughly thirteen cans of energy drinks.

Price: Also, that’s not our car.

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Y/n: We need more help. Maybe I should call my friends.

Ghost: ... Your what?

Y/n: My friends.

Soap: Are they saying “friends”?

Price: I think they're being sarcastic.

Gaz: No, no, no, this is delirium, they've cracked from being awake all night. Hey, Y/n! All of your friends are in this room.

Y/n: I have other friends! You asked me to make new friends, I made new friends! It was a task. I complete tasks.

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Y/n: This food is too hot... I cant eat it.

Ghost: You’re very hot, and I still eat you.

Everyone at the table: *silence*

Gaz: YOU GUYS ARE DISGUSTING!

Price: One dinner... I just want ONE DINNER!

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Y/n: If you want my advice-

Gaz: No offense but you’re the last person I want relationship advice from. You tried to kill Ghost. Multiple times.

Y/n: First off, that was before we started dating. Secondly, he also tried to kill me.

Ghost: It’s true. It was mutually attempted murder.

[konigsblog]

OCTOBER 8TH — STEPBRO!KÖNIG. You shouldn't trust such a perverted social recluse. Now, here you are, sucking off your stepbrother hoping that he'll keep quiet. (BLACKMAIL)

2024 KINKTOBER MASTERLIST. (DAY 8)

You knew König was a socially anxious, oversized, and freakish mess. You knew about his loneliness and the deep depressive hole he'd dug himself into, unable to free himself from the intensifying horrors inside of his sick head and the growing shame for his perverted and ill creepiness. His mind was corrupted and his thrumming heart yearned for love and adoration, to be cradled and doted on. Only you, his beloved and trusted stepsister, had truly loved him unconditionally.

You felt guilty for his struggles, felt like it was your responsibility to hold him and reassure him that it would all be alright. After all, he'd ramble to you every single night, coming crawling into your bedroom as the clock approached midnight, to weep in your arms as he screamed and yelled, degrading himself. He was beyond desperate, using you as a therapist as he couldn't trust anyone else to understand him. You felt as though you could tell König anything, trusting that he'd never snitch or jeopardise your life to get whatever he craved. He loved you, in a more perverse way than you could ever imagine.

Although, König took advantage of the opportunity laying in front of him. You'd let him know about a dark secret that could potentially ruin your entire life if let out. You trusted König, pleading with him to keep silent, to promise not to utter a word. Little did you know, you'd be trapped between his muscular legs, sucking off his gross and sweaty cock while being belittled and spoke down on. He shamed you, let you know how disgusted he was, all while grinning at you eagerly with a hungry, growing smile on his smug face, finally achieving everything he dreamed of. He was much worse than you. But, how could you ignore such an opportunity, to violate you with the promise to hold your secret close to his heart?

“You wouldn't want anyone to hear your little secret, now, would you?” König whispered through gritted teeth, the back of his large hand wiping over your cheek, wiping a lone tear from your wet cheek. You glared at König, choking on your words as he nuzzled his way further down your gummy, tight throat. He growled out through the agonising pain, stifling your cries with the girth of his fat cock.

“Just sit quietly and do as you're told, Kleine...” He hissed quietly, one rough hand cradling the crown of your skull, encouraging you to swallow another inch with the promise to stay silent as long as you'd obey and give in to his sinful, sexual desires.