#it's the Denial

[rawliverandgoronspice]

not to. Return There. but. I am compelled to burn my wings against the bright light until the end of times, so.

I think that if Totk Ganondorf was ever meant to be a criticism of imperialism, it's a pretty incomplete one without Rauru taken into account.

While Ganon is very representative of the "conquest" aspect as a Strongman Fascist who reveres strength and the violent part of the initial domination, he has no concrete plans of enforcement and structure down the line, no way to preserve his flimsy grip on power (the game makes a point to tell us he doesn't care for survivors and he doesn't ever seem eager to preserve any kind of infrastructure). Rauru --who somehow couldn't "come to the aid" of Hyrule without crowning himself king about it-- isn't about the conquest or the violence, but Hyrule is nothing if not an extremely well oiled system with a centralized religion, coin, language, history, legends and social class self-replicating since the literal beginning of times.

The *very long sigh* imperialism thing isn't about making one of these two egotistical weirdos more righteous than the other: it's about acknowledging the parallels, even if the game itself throws hissy fits at the mere suggestion Ganondorf and Rauru are two characters who are begging to be compared (and even make vague strides that they should be during cutscenes, though they are not super specific and immediatey dissolve into a little puddle of nothing, I'll give you that willingly), because if Ganondorf represents stage 1: the conquest... then Rauru should represent stage 2: the consolidation.

And the fact that the game is desperate to refute that these two kingly idiots adhere to the same fundamental system of governance (and the one who's deeply into the concept of centralization and automation and leveling of culture and repression of literal identity through the liberal use of masks not being the chaotic dramaqueen on his edgy unicorn giggling to himself about awkward murder scenes) feels like pretty offputting denial --because, truly, what is so scary about noticing the similarities? Wouldn't it be enriching and worth the conversation?

What are we so afraid of?

[conditioned-to-obey]

"wow, you actually like this shit?" as I scroll through her disgusting horny Tumblr likes with one hand. Rubbing lazy circles on her swollen little clit with the other. Degrading her for being such a gross little girl while she mindlessly moans and humps my hand each time I send a filthy disapproving glance her way.

[quasi-normalcy]

It's actually really frightening to see officially sanctioned genocide denial rise up in Western countries in real time. Like, I remember 20 years ago hearing about how it was illegal in Turkey to point out that the Armenian Genocide happened, and how I thought that that was fucking evil and oppressive. Now here we are, with a campaign in Gaza that experts have called 'a textbook case of genocide', for which the UN Human Rights counsel has determined there are "reasonable grounds" to call it genocide, and the US Congress is trying to make it illegal to criticize Israel. We have Hollywood agencies refusing to represent anyone who points out that a genocide is currently taking place. And it's just the same shit from a fresh asshole as we got from the Turkish government over what happened in Armenia in the 1920s, like "Oh yes, there were killings, but...calling it genocide? Ohhhh, you must be very hateful to our poor little nation to think that our people are capable of that 😢 😭!" Fuck off.

[dummy-daisy]

“accidental” anal. i'm laying on my stomach and you're over me, pinning me down with your weight. your cock is pounding into my willing, wet pussy hole when it slips. there is no prep, just brute force, your hard cock, still wet from my other hole, pressing against the tight muscle, pain, then it gives in and you sink your length into my ass. you've planned this all along. you love the way my thightest hole grips your cock. how i tense and scream underneath you and you just hold me down and make me take it. you whisper your apologies into my ear as you force your cock in again and again. it just feels so good for you. you can't stop. it was just an accident, but i'm doing so well taking it. fuck, you're going to cum. you fuck me harder. accidentally.

[cainkayncain]

mean mean dom holding the vibrator at just the right spot that it overstimulates me even on the lowest setting and holding the tip of their cock right against my hole refusing to let it enter me even as i try my hardest to move my hips into place

[chaoticpuppie]

Cockwarming while watching a movie :3

You sit on their lap, they’re holding you so tightly as you feel them twitch just a tinyyyy bit in you. Watching your favourite ever film , they start thrusting into you out of nowhere, holding your face in place to watch the screen “shh, it’s your favorite movie is it not? Pay attention” as they keep fucking you :3!!

[animentality]

[pleaseijustneedahug]

i've had this fantasy of like, cockwarming except there's a vibrator involved, so i'm not actually riding his cock, but i'm on it and he keeps making me cum over and over and over, just using the squeezing of my cunt to get himself off until he's too desperate to cum and he just shoves me down onto my back and pushes me into the meanest mating press and fucks me until i pass out (assuming i haven't already from the countless clitoral orgasms)

[endusviolence]

Rowling isn't denying holocaust. She just pointed out that burning of transgender health books is a lie as that form of cosmetic surgery didn't exist. But of course you knew that already, didn't you?

I was thinking I'd probably see one of you! You're wrong :) Let's review the history a bit, shall we?

In this case, what we're talking about is the Institut für Sexualwissenschaft, or in English, The Institute of Sexology. This Institute was founded and headed by a gay Jewish sexologist named Magnus Hirschfeld. It was founded in July of 1919 as the first sexology research clinic in the world, and was run as a private, non-profit clinic. Hirschfeld and the researchers who worked there would give out consultations, medical advice, and even treatments for free to their poorer clientele, as well as give thousands of lectures and build a unique library full of books on gender, sexuality, and eroticism. Of course, being a gay man, Hirschfeld focused a lot on the gay community and proving that homosexuality was natural and could not be "cured".

Hirschfeld was unique in his time because he believed that nobody's gender was either one or the other. Rather, he contended that everyone is a mixture of both male and female, with every individual having their own unique mix of traits.

This leads into the Institute's work with transgender patients. Hirschfeld was actually the one to coin the term "transsexual" in 1923, though this word didn't become popular phrasing until 30 years later when Harry Benjamin began expanding his research (I'll just be shortening it to trans for this brief overview.) For the Institute, their revolutionary work with gay men eventually began to attract other members of the LGBTA+, including of course trans people.

Contrary to what Anon says, sex reassignment surgery was first tested in 1912. It'd already being used on humans throughout Europe during the 1920's by the time a doctor at the Institute named Ludwig Levy-Lenz began performing it on patients in 1931. Hirschfeld was at first opposed, but he came around quickly because it lowered the rate of suicide among their trans patients. Not only was reassignment performed at the Institute, but both facial feminization and facial masculization surgery were also done.

The Institute employed some of these patients, gave them therapy to help with other issues, even gave some of the mentioned surgeries for free to this who could not afford it! They spoke out on their behalf to the public, even getting Berlin police to help them create "transvestite passes" to allow people to dress however they wanted without the threat of being arrested. They worked together to fight the law, including trying to strike down Paragraph 175, which made it illegal to be homosexual. The picture below is from their holiday party, Magnus Hirschfeld being the gentleman on the right with the fabulous mustache. Many of the other people in this photo are transgender.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of a group of people. Some are smiling at the camera, others have serious expressions. Either way, they all seem to be happy. On the right side, an older gentleman in glasses- Magnus Hirschfeld- is sitting. He has short hair and a bushy mustache. He is resting one hand on the shoulder of the person in front of him. His other hand is being held by a person to his left. Another person to his right is holding his shoulder.]

There was always push back against the Institute, especially from conservatives who saw all of this as a bad thing. But conservatism can't stop progress without destroying it. They weren't willing to go that far for a good while. It all ended in March of 1933, when a new Chancellor was elected. The Nazis did not like homosexuals for several reasons. Chief among them, we break the boundaries of "normal" society. Shortly after the election, on May 6th, the book burnings began. The Jewish, gay, and obviously liberal Magnus Hirschfeld and his library of boundary-breaking literature was one of the very first targets. Thankfully, Hirschfeld was spared by virtue of being in Paris at the time (he would die in 1935, before the Nazis were able to invade France). His library wasn't so lucky.

This famous picture of the book burnings was taken after the Institute of Sexology had been raided. That's their books. Literature on so much about sexuality, eroticism, and gender, yes including their new work on trans people. This is the trans community's Alexandria. We're incredibly lucky that enough of it survived for Harry Benjamin and everyone who came after him was able to build on the Institute's work.

[Image ID: A black and white photo of the May Nazi book burning of the Institute of Sexology's library. A soldier, back facing the camera, is throwing a stack of books into the fire. In the background of the right side, a crowd is watching.]

As the Holocaust went on, the homosexuals of Germany became a targeted group. This did include transgender people, no matter what you say. To deny this reality is Holocaust denial. JK Rowling and everyone else who tries to pretend like this isn't reality is participating in that evil. You're agreeing with the Nazis.

But of course, you knew that already, didn't you?

Edit: Added image IDs. I apologize to those using screen readers for forgetting them. Please reblog this version instead.

[princesspsalot]

“Sit on it princess”

After being edged for days I finally thought I was going to get some release - boy oh boy was I wrong

Like a good slut, I did as told and sat my dripping wet pussy on his big, thick cock - moaning as i took every single inch

“Now sit there and hold this on your clit”

I went all wide eyed as the realisation hit - I’m edging myself for him while being a cocksleeve…

Feeling his cock twitch in me and just the pure presence of his cock in my hole was making me more and more desperate.

I started bouncing on his cock to try and get myself off but he grabbed me by the hips and slammed me back down, holding me there

“No movement”

“But Sir I need your cock, please please please let me ride it”

“No - good girls do as they are told and good girls edge for daddy, don’t they?”

“Yes daddy, sorry daddy”

“Turn it up”

I did as told and turned the setting of the clit sucker up - god it felt so good but I was getting so so needy.

The feeling of his dick in me wasn’t helping, it was only making me go more feral.

“Please let me cum daddy”

“Why would I do that princess?”

“Because I need your dick to fuck me, please please pleaseeeee” - I moaned through whimpers

“Nah, turn it up again”

Thinking that I would get to cum if I did as told, I turned it up further.

As time went on and my whimpers became more frequent I needed his dick and I needed it now.

I started grinding and bouncing again, his hands coming towards my hips, I stared fighting against them, going faster and harder in my pathetic little attempt at getting myself off. He got his hands on me and slammed me back down, again holding me in place.

“You’re lucky I’m not making you get the wand out for this. But turn that up as far as it will fucking go and for the love of god - do. not. move.”

I became nothing but a dripping, whimpering mess. It started to feel so so so good, I was so close. But he knew that and he took away my toy, leaving me to be a pathetic, needy little whore on his dick.

[goonedmirroragent]

You wouldn't care, am I right? ❤

[isaac--r]

He implies she's worth building something new with, next thing we know he's wearing a more revealing outfit with her signature X doodled all over his body. Good for him!

Also, between this scene and the moment they show up in battle, they've apparently had the time to: - turn her entire lab/hideout into a blimp - cover the whole thing in giant tags of the firelights symbol, her cloud tatoos, and more - rebuild pow pow and fishbones, which were very much broken in act 2 - rally the firelights - cut and dye her hair - crop his top - pierce his ears - sew her a shark hoodie - cover her entire body in crayon drawings - accessorize their outfits - again, turn her lair, a giant airshaft, into a functional blimp

Maybe Ambessa gave her entire army the week off before battle. Maybe Jinx and Ekko were on unfathomable amounts of cocaine. We'll never know

[prettyxxbunnyxx]

if someone could just put some aphrodisiac powder in my food without me knowing and then when I’m super fucking horny just edge me until im mindless and drooling and my brain is broken that would be great thanks 🥺

[commiecumdump]

what if (theoretically) you told me how you jerk off to me (theoretically) telling me all the dirty things you'd do to me, were you with me (theoretically) all while not allowing me to touch myself (theoretically)?

[im-goodpup]

Humping

When I hump I feel so helpless and dumb, rolling my eyes back and hanging my tongue out, almost like a dog in heat (maybe I am). Humping so much that all of my thoughts leak out from my hole leaving me empty and mindless as I pant and moan like a pathetic slut.

[conditioned-to-obey]

"there we go, that's my girl." when she finally stops struggling and accepts I'm not going to stop. Her needy cunt squeezing down on my cock, going dumb from her first forced orgasm of the night.