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toy-with-eli · 2 years
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My mind pop't 💓
I live for cock!
My mind pop't
My mind pop't
My mind pop't
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theaskew · 1 month
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slutualspirit · 2 months
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i really hope one of my male relatives someday finds my posts and masturbates to them
every cock deserves to cum on this slut
especially the ones related to me
i especially want my own father to one day unknowingly find me on here
maybe we meet up and he doesn't even recognize me, he just fucks me like any old whore
a girl can dream, right?
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fxck-with-eli · 10 months
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I know that @goongoongone actually puts this in a different context…
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But to imagine someone says that to us cunts instead 😬❤️
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That's so blatantly cool I love it, why aren't people always mean to me 😩🩷
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I hope you can also see what I mean 💞
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So please make us the objects we should be, call us names, tell the truth, be so incredible cute in verbally abuseing us 🙏🏻
Reblog If you agree 💖
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cherrycolafairy · 8 months
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How to ghost haunt your exes?
Get Him Back! Make him real jealous, Make him real mad.
You must turn desperate in vengeance after the summer is over, and wait till it gets dark and half quiet, to open the window for cool air to heal your nerves.
The numbing chill of voices that whisper down your spine "how do I make them love me?" (you're all by yourself, with no one to stroke your hair, tell you you're beautiful, lace their fingers with yours)
Maybe adding an absurd twist to being sexy will make me feel like I'm still in control, and I've never been a natural but every app is a dating app when you're trying to seduce your dysmorphia
Performance is survival when the moons ovulate, I oil and I toil, so he can pull my hair and hold the door for me, but nobody's crotch could effeminate me, into seeking love in a whorehouse.
I imagine myself in a room with the girls on his screen (would I be picked or her?), she blurs the lines between envy and homoeroticism. I succumb to comparing myself to her, like a crippling romantic obsession. I linger, watching her, hidden in plain sight, like the perfume she wears. Angel dust incarnate I see her everywhere and I despise my rotten mind for the way it worships her.
I want to be her, I want to be with her, yearning turns into loathing, it poisons you, and I could never bear the sweet torture of being in the ring with my nemesis, so I let her win and I let her tie the ribbon to my hair, but she has my stomach in knots. After all the games, maybe it isn't her toys I'm keeping score of, it's her, and she's out to get me. But if a double decker bus crashes into us, to die by your side is such a heavenly way to die
(Focus) Get Him Back! Make him real jealous, Make him real mad. I want to wear his initials on a chain round my neck, like the prize of my womanhood, I want to be his fantasy, and leave him with nothing, I want to get him back! Make him real jealous, make him real mad
In the mornings , I see him clearly, he sits next to my bed, as I try to frantically converse but he doesn't speak my language, he follows me around everywhere, with his ever-present smirk, holding hands with me, tightly, four weeks straight. Every trope the town has reused. But I am my father's daughter, so maybe I could fix him?
And no one seemed to really see him like I did, in grey areas, so obvious, so intrusive.
Perhaps he existed for me alone, I made him up every time like unreliable narrators usually do. Let's go on a date to the cemetery, count the bodies I'll carry to my grave, it's a manic pixie ghost town after all.
Now if you wish me a good morning, I might open the drapes just to check if it's really morning. And if a serial killer tried choking me to death, I'd tell the court I deserved it for I must have driven him nuts?
And I don't want to tell another soul what my favourite colour is (I lose the answer every time I figure it out)
I want to get them back! Make them real jealous, make them real mad
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(hi! you can also find me on substack @/crybabie)
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nix-that-rad-lass · 3 months
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I mentioned in my art appreciation class that almost every portrayal of a woman by a male artist is the same.
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Of the paintings I saw, this was no clearer than in the one pictured above: “The Barricade”
The Nazi soldiers are shadowy figures, clearly men, but there is subtle variation in them. They retain their individuality, they retain the portrayal of being human even though they have given up their humanity.
The male prisoners are humans, are people. Portrayed with different body types, expressions, experiencing different emotions- the painting focuses on the crime it is to harm these men because the painter uses them to portray humanity.
But the women... the women are passive. They are nothing more than decorations. Notice how they share the same body, their faces are hidden, they pose like they are present for a pin up. They are not allowed to show fear, to show anger, to be human.
No, in art by male artists, women exist only to be decorations, and most often women are stripped nude to be the pervert male artists personal pornography.
This is a recurring theme I noticed in all the art presented in my class- all male painters and artists, every last one of them, portrayed women as mere objects for their own pleasure. They gave the males in their art humanity, individuality, emotion. But they stripped these from women.
It’s shocking to see how this same attitude extends across society, culture, and time.
Men are people. Women are decorations at best, more often objects to be used and abused.
At what point will this change?
Art from thousands of years ago shows the same pattern. Art today is just as bad.
When will artists, those people who are often touted as being more advanced, more enlightened, when will they break free of this ancient misogyny?
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toy-with-eli · 2 years
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You know what’s a fun concept?
Corruption.
I mean, just imagine it. Someone you trust changing you, little by little.
At first you think it’s a joke. Corruption? That would never work on you, right?
Then, over time… you start to think it would be exciting. Being made into something you secretly crave.
Being made into a Good Girl, perhaps?
Or is it your deep dark fantasy to just be used, over and over again until you break into a mindless little slut?
You’re starting to want it, aren’t you? Naughty, naughty.
To want to be corrupted.
Well, if you’re so eager, who am I to deny you?
You’re going to love this.
Now, submit,
To corruption.
I submit to corruption 💗🙏🏻
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Soundoff pt 2 : Conversation about Female objectification on CNN in response to Meghans conversation about her experience on Deal or No Deal.
This weeks episode of Archetypes dissected to word Bimbo
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miiju86 · 7 months
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Artist: Lainey Molnar | Instagram: (@)lainey.molnar
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cherrycolafairy · 4 months
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This time, the conversation was about the performance of femininity.
Well, most girls when you first talk to them, they automatically analyze and compare themselves to you, and then you know, they search for where you fit in their hierarchy and then they treat you accordingly," defining the hierarchy as "how close you are to what they all collectively want to be."
“Basically, I feel like I’ve framed my entire womanhood around men,” Jules says. “When, like, in reality, I’m no longer interested in men. Like, philosophically, what men want... What men want is so boring and simple and not creative, and I look at myself and I think, How the fuck did I spend my entire life building this, like my body and my personality and my soul, around what I think men desire? Just like, it’s embarrassing. I feel like a fraud.”
"I feel like my entire life, I've been trying to conquer femininity, and somewhere along the way, I feel like femininity conquered me." —Jules
She has come a long way and realized that femininity can't be boxed in like that. It's not just the trendy clothes and glamorous makeup that makes one feminine, and it's certainly not the judgment of one's peers.
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the-8-of-spades · 6 months
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Absolutely *love* how Instagram will push a comment from a middle aged cis man about how much they like or dislike a woman's body like it's a fucking display piece to the top of the comments but then when I tell them that's gross and uncomfortable and to please stop IG is like "um sweetie no this could be offensive and violates our guidelines. You're gonna have to attempt to post it multiple times and even then we're gonna hide it for everyone else."
The problem with automated censorship (and frankly any system larger than 50 people) is that it becomes incapable of understanding context and will fixate on individual words instead of their connotation. John Misogyny can say "yes well her chest appears a bit swollen but her hips are suitable for birthing" and the system sees nothing wrong but when I say "hey stop talking about her tits like they're on sale at auction" it's like "dID YOU SAY A NAUGHTY WORD?? TO THE SHADOW REALM WITH YOU!"
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toy-with-eli · 2 years
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You’re so right.
You can’t do anything without me, darling.
I have to think for you, because you’re just a dumb little cockslut.
It’s alright though, you don’t need thoughts that aren’t about taking cock. So I’ll think those thoughts for you.
Oh, don’t worry about where my fingers are darling. It’s completely normal for a cockslut like you to be touched like this. How else am I supposed to get you ready to service me?
I’ll be taking you home with me now. Oh yes, we just met today, but it’s just a damned shame that you don’t have an owner yet, cockslut. I’m fixing that. You’re mine.
Repeat the following while I finger you darling.
Good girls get cock.
Good girls become cocksluts.
Cocksluts are Good Girls.
That’s it… you’re being so good for me.
Good Girl.
Now get on your knees. As a Good Girl Cockslut you should know what to do.
Start sucking.
Good girls gets cock.
Good girls becomes cockslut.
Cocksluts are good girls.
{Me reading this at uni and responding: 😬😳💓}
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susanartwork · 1 year
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Soulless female's body
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womenaremypriority · 6 months
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Breasts aren’t just for being sexualized or feeding babies btw. They’re just as much a part of you as the rest of you and aren’t just a lump of fat that protrudes from a flat- default, male- chest. Your breasts are neutral. You don’t have to love them or think they’re the greatest. But realize they aren’t your enemy.
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