#past grooming

[suzukiblu]

okay I SLIGHTLY dragged my ass writing/getting this up, it's been kind of A Day(tm), BUT: first day of the first February weekly WIP behind the cut; "the puzzle trap sex-room". content warnings: past grooming, past sexual abuse, past statutory rape, past dubious consent, CURRENT unhealthy coping mechanisms, immediate fallout of sex pollen/death trap-induced sexual coercion, and a POV character who does not understand what the problem with any of that is, he's FINE, Jesus, lay off already and let him live his life. So uh, you know, just Kon's . . . entire pre-YJ dating history, pretty much? Pretty much that, yeah. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

“Is the possibility of having given Robin an STI the only reason you can think of to be concerned about the events of the night?” Batman asks, perfectly neutral like another fucking trap–like he thinks Superboy’s the stupidest thing alive and gonna fucking fall for that again–and Superboy actually almost does disassemble this whole stupid cave. Or at least that huge-ass computer Batman’s got taking up half a wall over there or maybe some of those fancy Batsuits and all their utility belts full of souped-up gear, anyway. 

He’s real fuckin’ tempted to disassemble the Batmobile. 

Besides, if anyone gave–gave anyone a fucking STI, it was obviously the fucking prick who lied about not having fucking condoms on him. 

“I saved your fucking sidekick’s fucking life, asshole,” Superboy bites off roughly, gritting his teeth and clenching his fists. The muscles that try to tense under Superman’s grip can’t–not as much as normal, anyway. Superman’s grip is just–it’s not something Superboy can do anything about, and that is pissing him the fuck off right now. “You could at least pretend to be, I dunno, fuckin’ grateful instead of just being a dick about my goddamn personal life.” 

“You haven’t described your personal life,” Batman says in that same bullshit neutral tone. “Or your dating history, or anything similar. You’ve described predatory adult women taking advantage of their age and experience to manipulate and take advantage of you.” 

“Let the fuck go of me or I’m gonna fucking make somebody sorry about it,” Superboy says to Superman, his voice flatter than the goddamn floor. Like–very literally flatter, since some of the floor’s clearly kinda just hacked out of the rock. 

He is actually about to go fucking nuclear on this bullshit non-conversation where no one’s fucking listening to him. 

Getting fucking lectured is not, in fact, any kind of a conversation. 

And he’s not–like, what the fuck is this bullshit, where they’re pretending like they’re asking him things and all they’re actually doing is making fucking assumptions and twisting everything he does say and not even fucking listening to him! 

“Kid, we just–” Superman starts in that bullshit voice like he’s trying to sound concerned instead of ever fucking listening to him or, you know, letting him the fuck go, and well–Superboy fucking warned him, didn’t he. 

So he grabs every single piece of the Batmobile down to the absolute last, and then he rips it all apart all at once and drops it. 

Though once he’s done that, he just to rip apart a whole lot more. 

The Batmobile collapses every which way and all its parts and pieces hit the floor in a massive cacophony of clattering and crashing and Robin jerks in alarm, whipping his head towards the pieces of it as they scatter across the floor. Superman startles a little too, and Superboy’s still not done being fucking pissed, actually, so he just–he still wants to rip apart this whole fucking cave and everything in it and just–just rip it apart, just–just–

“Let me go, you fucking prick,” he hisses up at Superman. “You have literally never cared before and I don’t give a fuck about your opinion about who I’m fucking anyway!” 

“Superboy,” Robin interjects carefully as he glances back towards them–fucking carefully, like he thinks Superboy’s somebody who needs handled carefully, who can’t handle his own shit, the patronizing piece of–“You did describe crimes. Legally, like . . . at least a couple of those situations are crimes.” 

Of course that’s what the asshole decides to fucking speak up about, Superboy thinks as a spike of fury stabs into his gut. 

[purpleblanketz]

Dear 15 y/o darkshipper who gets death threats from grown adults,

Please. PLEASE. Do NOT come out and tell people about your CSA/grooming trauma in an attempt to get people to understand you.

They will not care. They will use this new information against you, actually. The death threats will turn into "You probably liked what happened to you"... "I hope you get raped again"... and worse !

This moment will haunt you forever when you realize people online dont give a FUCKKK about victims

[fairyofshampgyu]

[nshtn]

I love writing Wesker with a little touch of what he seems to hate so much... humanity.

The one core aspect of his persona is that he was manufactured - abused - created.

The Executive Training School intended to produce sets of controllable psycho-sociopaths - a class worth. Human beings, more complex than tools, rarely turn out how they are meant to - neither Birkin nor Wesker were controllable.

Lisa Trevor was a threat and an intimidation tactic as much as she was an experiment - "this will be you if you don't do what we say", essentially.

Wesker, Birkin, and Alexia were all groomed (literal) under the Doctrine, meant to take over in Spencer's stead when he passed (and meant to fight for the position).

Birkin's hate for Alexia was an intentional machination of Spencer. Wesker was intended to experience it towards Birkin eventually, but ultimately did not.

There is only so much death you can voyeur - unwillingly, willingly, it doesn't change the outcome - until you are no longer empathetic to it.

He's a victim of an insurmountable magnitude of intentional happenings whose scale approaches the Truman trope.

His natural, base inclination is not violence.

Birkin had a much higher kill count than he did in the beginning of his arduous and terrible journey, one that they had both started with the desire for a positive change even after they grew up watching their peers picked off like carrion by Marcus.

Wesker's comment to Birkin after the murder of Marcus is that he does not feel anything - good or bad - and that Marcus was "just another monster".

In RE4, he is more than willing to let people solve his own problems without directly, violently interfering to reach his goals. Only when they require violence does he portray it - his first suggestions aren't needlessly cruel ("ring the church bell", "take advantage of the distraction [Leon] is causing", "use [Leon] to clean up Saddler").

When Wesker initially became suspicious of the Arklays, and he looked upon what he perceived was Spencer's goal, he found the idea of it completely revolting even at its' smallest scale. But he could not flee.

The Arklays were meant to produce a viable strain that Spencer could then himself perfect after shedding the Arklays as a testing ground; it was intentionally set up for the event of Raccoon City to occur, but it was not intended for it to occur at the time that it did.

Spencer admits that he - and Project W as a whole - were raised intentionally to produce tools who would become eugenicists in a similar fashion.

Eventually that bitter lie becomes so numb to Wesker's tongue that it begins to taste sweet. "A lie repeated twice is truth" is a known and very evil propaganda tactic employed by cults and fascists - it is called the 'illusion of truth' in psychology, the curse of familiarity.

He was not born evil, and he's a broken dichotomy of a person who is fundamentally incompatible with life.

[neo-zone]

Julius : "You're so funny". Thank you. My twin soul wiped out my memories because he foresaw me trying to stop him to the point I didn't know I had siblings, I came from neighboring enemy kingdom, and my magic derived from Supreme Devil. He then proceeded to use me and my three younger siblings as necessary tools to manipulate without our knowledge and consent, all for his long-planned large scale mass murder scheme in the name of achieving world peace and equality

[dazii-kons]

I like the idea of Kon getting LITERALLY sick when he thinks/sees someone who’s romantically attracted to him,like he gets genuinely nauseous -mis it with eating issues and you get a week of not being able to do anything other than puke,and that just makes it all worse

He’s just: like what do you mean you wanna hold my hand and hug me and care for me???that’s not have that works bruh

he’s so used to not being seen as a partner but as a “accessory” or in sexual attraction he can’t handle the idea of someone wanting him and not what he can give them

(Especially when you remember how most his love interests ended up)

then add tim “it’s not that I can’t communicate properly I just don’t want to” drake to it or Cassie “I need to be okay so others can rely on me” Sandsmark

[visenyaism]

do you believe daemon groomed rhaenyra? i feel the show tried to make it look very consensual but the book seems otherwise..

yeah he definitely did. I would say that the show did convey this though everything in the first three episodes plus the sneaking her out of the castle leading her into a brothel and making sexual advances towards her is pretty clearly and unequivocally grooming. him leaving before they had sex does not cancel it all out and rhaenyra responding positively to the attention DEFINITELY doesn’t cancel it out.

[s4ndg3m]

[a-heart-of-kyber]

I can only speak as a person raised Catholic (heh...), but let me present a wild scenario.

Could you imagine the actual Holy Spirit having a clear and direct sentient influence in your child's life?

With this connection to the Holy Spirit, he starts performing absolutely insane miracles that a Child shouldn't be capable of and by the age of 8 God's chosen priest shows up like "Hey kid, have you heard of our lord and savior Jesus Christ? In my day, he was super sexy. You’re special. I'm going to train you and later you should probably go to a religious school."

And then, by age 17ish, Jesus himself shows up like, "Yes, twas me the whole time. Let me train you one on one my child." And then a year later, your son tells you he's sleeping with Jesus?

Like...does this help anyone understand what happened to Gale better? Or does it help that the Mystra analog is depicted as a man? Do you need me to hold your hand and tell you that even if Gale showed interest, it was on Mystra, as the omniscient god with all the power in the relationship and Future sight?!, to not fucking sleep with the mortal who maybe became an adult 5 minutes ago?

[shaxza]

[suzukiblu]

Day five of February’s first weekly WIP behind the cut; “the puzzle trap sex-room”. content warnings: past grooming, past sexual abuse, past statutory rape, past dubious consent, CURRENT unhealthy coping mechanisms, immediate fallout of sex pollen/death trap-induced sexual coercion, and a POV character who does not understand what the problem with any of that is, he’s FINE, Jesus, lay off already and let him live his life. and like, definitely internalized victim-blaming that said POV character is not actually recognizing as that. So uh, you know, just Kon’s … entire pre-YJ dating history, pretty much? Pretty much that, yeah. (( chrono || non-chrono ))

“You think I’m so fucking stupid, Jesus,” he chokes, hating how it feels even though, like–obviously he already knew that, everybody thinks that, why wouldn’t Superman think that, just–just does the guy really not listen to him at all when he–when he’s trying to–“And you’re judging my girlfriend while you’ve been screwing a married chick who professionally reports on you on the down-low! At least Tana and I don’t lie about it when we’re hooking up and don’t make up shit about who anybody else fucks! And I solved that fucking bullshit puzzle and saved Robin’s fucking stupid life and none of you even, like, fucking gave a shit that I saved his fucking life, you just dragged me out to fucking Bristol to tell me how much I suck again and then fucking make up shit about my girlfriend and my life like you know better than me about it!” 

“. . . you think we’re in . . . Bristol,” Superman says very, very carefully, and it’s exactly like every time Superboy’s tried to tell him anything, he thinks, because he can talk his whole damn ass off and Superman just–just doesn’t hear it. Any of it. Ever. 

Nothing but what he wants to hear, apparently. 

“I fucking know we’re in fucking Bristol, asshole, I’ve been to Gotham before,” Superboy snaps at him, stomping a foot against the cave floor. The floor cracks a little worse, but not from the stomp. It’s another stupid–stupid kid thing to do, but he doesn’t give a fuck; he’s too pissed to be embarrassed or what the fuck ever about it. “We're in Bristol under a house the size of a fucking mall and in the middle of like sixteen fucking miles of fucking caves and fucking tunnels and you fucking drove me here, for fuck’s sake, why would I not know that just because you put a fucking blindfold on me?!” 

“. . . Kid,” Superman says, and Superboy’s blood boils. “What are you talking about?” 

“What do you care?” Superboy demands tightly, clenching his fists tighter too. It doesn’t even fucking matter what he talks about, apparently, so why’s Superman even asking? Asking shit he wouldn’t even need to ask if he’d just fucking listened to him once or twice. “You don’t hear a fucking thing I say when I talk. I told you about the stupid rave. I told you like three times. I told you Tana was my girlfriend and that she was cool and I told you how my fucking powers fucking work, and you think I'd actually, like, let somebody–you think I'm fucking useless! Why'd you even let me keep the fucking ‘S’, if you think I'm that fucking useless?! Why’d you even give it to me?!” 

The corners of Superman’s mouth tighten. Superboy hates it. A lot. It’s–just he’s a fucking disappointment again, he’s always a fucking disappointment, except Superman never even expects anything from him so it’s bullshit if he’s fucking disappointed with what he fucking gets from him! 

He’s not even around enough for Superman to have to put up with him all that much anyway, so it’s fucking–stupid. It’s stupid. Superman really thinks he’d just let somebody, like–fucking assault him, or what the fuck ever he’s actually thinking happened. 

He hates it so much, that Superman actually thinks he’d just let somebody do that kind of shit to him. Just–just–just let them, like he’s not–he has fucking superpowers. Fucking touch-based superpowers! There’s no fucking world in which somebody could just do that to him! 

He wouldn’t let anybody do that to him. 

“I don’t think that, Kid,” Superman says quietly, which is a fucking lie. Well–it’s either a lie, or it just means–

“You don’t think anything about me!” Superboy yells at him, and the floor cracks worse again and the table in the center of the room and some more of the shelving all disassembles and a lot more locks get all knotted up and he’s just so–he’s just so–

Superman’s hand is actually a little bruised, where his TTK grabbed it. 

Superboy doesn’t feel okay about that, or about anything, and especially doesn’t feel good about the way the asshole’s looking at him right now. 

Then again, when the fuck does he ever feel good about the way Superman’s looking at him?

[t4tpumpkinduo]

not to be messy but seeing ccdrm fans still STILL STILL despite EVERYTHING. ALL OF IT. how undeniably awful he is how irrefutable his terrible actions are how all his friends have distanced themselves from him the fact he's the common denominator every single time. to still be on this fuckass app defending him justifying him acting like he's on any crumb of anything in his pathetic self victimization stream that thousands upon thousands are dunking on in 2k25 is going to turn me into the joker from hit film the joker. LOG OFF.

[altorav]

[shakingparadigm]

horrendously sick and twisted btw

[darkwood-sleddog]

got some decent snow over the past few days but it becomes harder and harder to feel excited about it from a mushing perspective when it's gonna be back to 40 F and melty by Sunday.

[celestialrealms]

I just noticed Mephisto matches with Barbatos (who is matchy with Diavolo) in the anniversary outfits in his SSR memory card

These three were also the only three who had half masks in the masquerade event!!!

Anyway, The Royals with Mephisto chat group when? We got one for Purgatory Hall with Raphael..... it's just fair !!

And one for Mephisto and Diavolo as well, but also one for Mephisto and Barbatos too. because you can't tell me their relationship isn't deeper than the devs portray when Mephisto has lines like this about Barbatos's room: