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So fucking pretty.
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Did you know:
-agab is decided arbitrarily, sometimes by a doctor, and sometimes by the parents, based primarily on their best guess as to which gender will work out best or which surgery has the "best" prognosis.
-agab is not necessarily determined by the baby's genital configuration, hormone profile, or genetics. it is literally just whatever the doctor and/or parents thought sounded good at the time.
-sometimes agab is reassigned equally arbitrarily due to childhood genital injury.
-some people do not have an AGAB
-some intersex people used agab colloquially to refer to whichever sex they personally consider their "birth sex" regardless of their actual AGAB.
-some peoples agab does not actually align with what they, or society, would view as their "biological sex"
-(this is because "biological sex" as a concept is pretty bullshit to be clear)
-some people do not discover that their sex was reassigned at birth until adulthood
when we discuss concepts like TME/TMA, we need to keep these things in mind. TME/TMA are great terms because they're explicitly inclusive of intersex individuals. but there's an alarming amount of people misconstruing the words, using them as synonyms for AFAB/AMAB, or defining them based on AGAB, which accomplishes very little beyond shutting intersex people out of a conversation that very much includes and impacts us.
i understand TME intersex people absolutely exist, and absolutely are capable of perpetuating transmisogyny, but there are also intersex TMA people out there and we are constantly, CONSTANTLY shut out of conversations and viewed as invaders by the trans community, by the queer community at large, with our struggles viewed as collateral damage of someone else's struggle that we, without exception, are never allowed to claim.
we are viewed as filthy, alien creatures by everyone we meet, even in "queer leftist" spaces. our bodies are fetishised and commodified, and there are dozens of wild assumptions about us. we are never real men or women or even people, just some third category good for porn or shock value to be rejected and disposed of and speculated about like we aren't there everywhere else. we are relegated to sex work and freak shows. and yes, we are excluded from sports, locker rooms, restrooms, "lesbian"/"womens" spaces, queer spaces at large, housing, employment, medical care, and so on.
some of identify as cis, but a lot of us never had the option to be cis. many of us are essentially assigned tranny at birth and that was the end of it. many of us were called slurs before we were old enough to know what they meant.
we are not collateral damage. we are not invaders. we are not appropriators. we are part of your stuggle, we are your siblings, and if we don't stand up for each other, trust me: no one else will.
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◜ mk1 men using their powers in the bedroom part 1 of ?◞
▸ includes: reptile [mk1 versions] ◂
If you ask Syzoth whether or not Zaterrans are sexual creatures, he will answer that yes, it takes two Zaterrans in order to reproduce. But if you ask him whether he himself has an interest in sex, he would reply with a smile, saying "Pay me, and I might answer you."
[Spicy/Explicit after the cut 🔞]
The answer is that with very few exceptions, he views sex as an opportunity to perform. And he views performance as a way to earn money. You'd certainly not have been the first creature to pay for his honest answer, and you likely will not be the last.
People have paid good money to have Syzoth's freakish powers used for their pleasure. If you want to know details of his encounters with clients, he's happy to share, for the cost of a few koin. The higher the payout, the hotter the tea.
"Or perhaps you would rather we show, not tell," he might say while reaching out an empty palm as an offer to accept payment.
For pay, he will show you his body. His human body, nude, with elegant tattoos that tort and stretch with his movements, is an alluring sight to most. He has never been picky about the shape of his paying clients: all humans seem equally adorable and strange to him, while money makes anyone alluring in his eyes. He would waste no time in giving you whatever you desire from his body. In fact, his professional experience with pleasing others makes it highly likely that he can guess what you want and how deeply you desire it just from the skipping beat of your heart.
He cannot hear your heartbeat from a distance, but its imperceptible rhythm gently rattles the floor beneath his feet, and as his body evolved to detect such vibrations from the earth in order to hunt prey, he will know when the heart's rhythm changes. His eyes would take a slow tour of your body, and when he looked at the parts of you that you're most excited for him to play with, your heart would speed up naturally. The second he figures out what your heart truly desires, it is yours.
At first, he uses his tongue mostly for talking. He tells about past patron's kinks, such as the one who liked him to ride them reverse cowgirl style in his human form, only to strangle them with his tail during climax. Or the one that preferred to be pinned face down and very lightly scratched with razor sharp talons all down their back. He might tell cautionary tales of the ones that begged him to use his tongue on their genitals, not realizing that removing it can feel like tearing duct tape from the skin without the appropriate lubricants. Syzoth has an ulterior motive - while telling his stories, he's sensing your temperature. He knows when you're aroused because no matter what you have between your legs, it will emit heat.
He may move his face closer, hinting and teasing that he could go down. The tips of his forked tongue might flicker in the air just between your thighs, fanning the air towards his nostrils so he can better smell and taste the heat that rises from your body.
If you become a beggar in these moments, the same as many other patrons have done, he will insist that he's first allowed to test his tongue against less sensitive parts of your body. If you can tolerate the feel on your chest, perhaps you might enjoy the things you've proposed he do to your most sensitive spots.
He would eject his tongue to catch your nipple, then pull the tender tissue up as his face is drawn down to your chest by the tension in his tongue. He would suckle and mouth at this spot for a while, feeling your heartbeat rattle throughout his entire skull. He's gentle when he comes up for air, but it does indeed feel like ripping a bandaid off. He's only chosen this moment to risk causing you pain because he believes you're too aroused to care about or even feel pain.
He would tell you that for his most requested trick, he requires a funhouse mirror - the kind that makes everything seem bigger. He has no hesitation in telling you that he had one while in the circus, and that he'd put it behind him before fucking certain patrons. He'd hold them in a very specific way that would force them to look at their own reflection... *through* his invisible chest, angled so they could practically see inside themselves as he worked them open with the invisible phallic objects of their choice. For some, fingers sufficed. For most, seeing his cock disappearing inside them over and over again was the pinnacle of pleasure. Still others preferred invisible toys, or the tongue, or even something more creative.
His favorite thing is the look on a patron's face when he's suddenly visible again. By the time he drops the invisibility, both he and his patrons are fuckdrunk and often have cute, dumbfounded expressions on their faces. Syzoth knows his open mouthed grin is cuter when his face flushes at the brink of his orgasm. He knows he's as adorable as he is silly looking when he's slackjawed, panting, and pressing the tips of his tongue weirdly to the roof of his mouth.
He's still performing, and would work you until you get what you paid for.
The final upsell he pitches to his wealthiest clients is a territorial marking - a visible acid brand. At his most extreme, and reserved only for the healthiest, wealthiest patrons, he has, as a service, permanently branded the bodies of his highest paying clients. Even Outworld royalty can be found with his mark - the scars of a human-sized bite wound, carved deeper by the use of a strange acid. The meaning of these brands are clear to the others that share in his profession- "This one pays the most, and both he and his wallet are mine. Touch my man or my money and you will suffer my bite." A less drastic, less permanent brand might be the reddened imprint of a forked tongue, which lets the competition know that "we are just starting out and testing the waters - try me again later to see if I stuck around, or if I've healed and moved on."
He readily admits that just as many patrons refuse the branding service as there are patrons who find it of interest. As long as you are satisfied, Syzoth has no preference for which acts you chose to pay him to perform upon you.
[End for now]
For Part 2 - subzero - click here
Also thanks to @visionsofmagic for inspiring this writing with a similar set of imagines at https://www.tumblr.com/visionsofmagic/729107508174651392/mk1-men-using-their-powers-while-fcking-you?source=share
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#mortal kombat#mk1#mortal kombat 1#mk reptile#reptile mk#mortal kombat fanfiction#mortal kombat imagine#syzoth
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here's the thing. and i'll use trans speak for this. afab ppl's connection to their afab-typical bodies, with bio breasts and bio vaginas, will never be the same connection as the one transfems have with their hrt breasts and surgical vaginas.
this is a neutral statement, one isn't better than the other to me. so hold on, i just wanna explain
people who grow up without seeing people like them, who have their body type, get breasts and be oppressed for it, and who in turn grow breasts in puberty, those afab people have a relationship w their bodies that amab people simply do not have. a transfem person is excited for breasts, even a trans teen told "omg kid you get to go on hormones and grow those too someday!!" does NOT have an afab experience w breasts (or vaginas, with bottom surgery). afab feelings about their growth of breasts are complex as fuck since childhood as a thing you just cannot escape, at times excitement but also usually involves fear, fear of men, fear of this random growth that "makes you a woman" (and you've been told since a young age by society that women are bad, weaker, dumber, and have gross or usable bodies) and the fear of having seen older people with breasts be treated like garbage all around you... it can make afab puberty traumatic, while transfem hormone puberty is a celebration and seen as a miracle, beside some nervousness. same with how transfems view their surgical vaginas vs how afab people do, it's radically different. this is why transfem ppl will never truly understand afab experiences. and the reverse, of course, is true as well.
the way afab ppl's eyes view breasts is simply different. for amab people growing up breasts are exotic, unusual, something their natural puberty will not include, and they're often encouraged to fetishize and sexualize them by fellow amabs, including creepy grown amab ppl (usually, but not always, cis men) making misogynistic jokes about afab bodies to young cis boys & young transfems. transfems were in the not-afab camp, and knew they were safe from that bullshit, even if they sympathized with or even wanted to join the afab camp or were bullied for being afab-like
even if they later transition to get boobs as well, and eventually normalize their view of it, it doesn't change that breasts will always be a foreign thing on an amab body, an addition, and i say this neutrally, not to say that amab breasts are lesser. that's just a totally different relationship than the one afab women and afab ppl as a whole have (or have had) with their breasts, and their vaginas too, with unique oppression linked to periods and potential impregnation and pregnancy and all these crazy things afab bodies do that amab ppl, transfem included, will never truly understand. most transfems also haven't had bottom surgery statistically speaking, and with that comes the ability to penetrate with genital pleasure (unlike afab ppl who can only penetrate w fingers and objects, and transmasc bottom surgery afaik isn't the same) and often ability to impregnate. those are risks! risks that afab ppl grew up fearing! most transfems aren't creeps, but they have abilities to do so that afab ppl simply do not have, we should keep that in mind!
and that is why amab people being in any afab spaces where nudity is involved, even partially such as bathrooms, will always be an uncomfortable situation for many if not most afab women, and often transmasc people too, and some post-op transfemmes as well who do not have a penis anymore and relate more to afab struggles. and even if turns out everybody can coexist in the end in nudity rooms, afab worries matter! afab ppl should not be shut down the way they are right now. it should be a nuanced issue
yet instead of respectful discussions talking about compromises afab people are all told to change our conditioning, to totally ignore amab conditioning, to act like transfems are exactly and have always been exactly like afab people and there's no particular risks or power imbalance. and we're threatened w the label of bigot and being shunned and lose all our friends if we still have concerns. not even outright refusal or hatred, just worries and questions and requests!! but nope, that's being bigoted terfy bitches, or naggy theyfabs, just bc we're not accepting right away (DESPITE GENDER NEUTRAL ROOMS BEING AN OPTION AFAB PPL HAVE ALWAYS BEEN OPEN TO) that is seen as just as bad as racism and ableism and afabmisogyny, if not worse. usually worse. bc transmisogyny is always seen as WAYYY worse than the kind only afab ppl face, to the point where afab ppl don't even need to be seen as a uniquely oppressed class nor allowed to have their own boundaries. it's ridiculous
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A Primer on Actual (SFW-ish) Male Fanservice
Has this ever happened to you? You're making a social media post or video or whatever about Fire Emblem Heroes, and you point out that a primary feature of the game is its unrelenting torrent of horny-just-verging-on-explicit female character designs: the physics-defying bras, the impossibly-contorted boobs-and-butt poses, upskirts and camel toes galore, strategically-placed rips in damaged art, the odd foot focus here and there, etc.
You're making a good case - not that it's hard, IS is not subtle about any of this - but then someone comes along and leaves a comment to the effect of "but the summer banners have shirtless men! Checkmate, loser."
This post aims to counter that, to demonstrate that genuine male fanservice on par with what FEH does with its female characters looks very, very different and amounts to much more than just muscular guys with their shirts off. To do so, I'm going to have to pull example art from pretty much the only video game subgenre that can be relied upon to deliver here: sexually explicit gay dating sims. We're going to be looking at how these games frame the male body, and what sexualized (partial) male nudity really looks like outside of the aspirational power fantasy lens adopted by most mainstream, straight-male directed media including FEH.
Of course, I'm gay myself, and I can anticipate the rebuttal to this rebuttal - that women, allegedly, do not eroticize the body in the same way as men...unless they're dirty fujoshi in which case their opinions can be immediately discarded. I leave it to any women reading this to have fun unpacking that nonsense.
(It must be noted that, while the games I'm pulling these images from are all explicit, I've gone out of my way to select art that would theoretically fall within what seem to be the content guidelines of FEH: no exposed genitals or bare butts. I'm labeling this post SFW-ish all the same though, so use your discretion when viewing.)
Let's start with something simple and softcore from Coming Out on Top.
This is a variant on a popular mild fanservice image: a guy lifts his shirt, exposing his belly (and possibly stomach hair). In context this is also intended to convey vulnerability, as the character is drunk and struggling to undress. Also noteworthy is that the framing here is explicit with the MC in the shot.
Continuing with the softer stuff, here's one from clicker game Blush Blush.
This game has a bunch of technically SFW options to choose from, but I went with this for two reasons. One, it's an example of how shirtless men can be eroticized without being excessively muscular; two, it's a goofy holiday pic that teases with the strategically-placed candy cane and the allusion to the "Dick in a Box" Saturday Night Live song. The NSFW variation of this image goes full throttle with that idea.
From All Men Are Pigs:
I really wanted to include something from this game as its art style stands out quite a bit in contrast to many of the others here, although unfortunately some of the best examples break the rule. Here in a rare (for these games) non-sexual action pose, the character is performing a ballet routine on a stripper pole in a gay bar: a campy concept that works fairly well in context and that explicitly calls attention to the character as an eroticized object. He is, however, consenting to the in-universe ogling, and as he's elsewhere revealed to have experience with sex work it's understood that he knows the value of showing off his body. Call that something you'd never hear a character express in FEH...except someone like Camilla, perhaps?
Let's get a little spicier with a pair from Full Service.
This may be the tamest of the swimwear outfits seen in the game's beach episode, but I wanted something that would compare to the summer banner designs of FEH's male characters. Even so, note the pose: reclining, legs slightly open, displaying a single nipple. This guy is the biggest bottom in the game's cast and is framed as such, even with the relatively conservative outfit and the sunglasses obscuring his face (which symbolically tie into his internalized biphobia and anxiety about publicly expressing his attraction to men). Further, because this character is a model it may be assumed that the posing is intended to be read as deliberate.
This one comes from the game's costume night set piece, which includes several designs that wouldn't be out of place in some of the more random seasonal banners. I chose this one as a counterpoint to what FEH does with its shirtless men. There's the cocky expression, the crotch bulge with nothing underneath, and the angling which makes it look like he's standing over you. To contrast the beach image, this guy is the total top of the cast, so the musclebound partial nudity is less about being aspirational for the presumed viewer and more about erotic dominance.
For something more fantastical, here's one from the sci-fi title The Symbiant: Re:Union.
This game's main claim to fame is alien tentacle porn, but this scene is intended as a moment of genuine, human(oid) vulnerability for the character, on the night when he reunites with his ex (the MC and viewer here) for the first time in two years. The camera pans up over his entire body, ending on this view in profile with a very large nip slip and the cigarette calling attention to his hand and mouth. As with several others, this image is also deliberate enticement, conveying both the languor of casual hookups and the weight of the characters' history together. (Obviously a mobile gacha doesn't have the space to grant such narrative or thematic significance to its eroticism...but that is part of the point.)
Moving along, here's one from Camp Buddy: Scoutmaster Season. Get ready for the just-shy-of-X-rated.
This one's a character portrait, unlike all the others here which are CGs, so debatably it's more in line with what you'd see in FEH. And...yep. It's a sexy bull costume. "Crotch bulge" doesn't begin to cover it, there's the pubic hair, the pierced nipples, and assorted other bits like the bell and the saddle and the tailed butt plug. Some time ago I showed off a different horny character design from this game and got an anon calling it stupid, so let's talk about that. Is this design technically something someone could wear in real life? Yes; parts of it resemble bondage gear, and the character displays his interest in leather in another scene. Is it impractical and stupid? Quite possibly. Does the subsequent sex scene take full advantage of the costume for some Dom/sub barnyard roleplay? Also yes. This continues my point about designing beefy (heh) muscular guys, and how there's a world of difference between this and, like, Hawkeye or summer Ephraim/Dimitri/whoever.
Incidentally, this character also has an oversized dick to the point of straining disbelief and the MC's insides. If you're looking for the male equivalent of breasts so enormous they can barely be held in by barely-there tops, that would be giant dicks - and there's no way in hell that we'll ever see those in FEH, even in technically SFW bulge form.
Continuing with BLits's games, here's one from the upcoming Jock Studio.
It's a male boobs-and-butt pose, one that doesn't require the character to dislocate his spine! I chose this image because the pose and outfit choice is remarkably similar to that of the notorious Tharja Summer Scramble DLC pic that got censored outside of Japan. Jock Studio actually has a better instance of the same pose with a different character, one where the MC's horny dialogue even calls attention to the ampleness of those two elements; unfortunately, the character has his underwear off there so it's too horny for this post. Much like Tharja with Anna in the DLC, here the character is being surprised by someone walking in while they're changing and making comically lewd remarks about their body. The contextual difference is that, rather than being forced into a swimsuit, the character here is disrobing to film a pornographic scene, and is only surprised by the MC only just now learning that their club makes porn. Hilarity ensues in both cases, but JS's setup is ironically less voyeuristic despite the game's premise.
Finally, let's close things out with one last image from Coming Out on Top. Very borderline, but I've got a distinct point to make with this one.
Like a lot of media, gay dating sims often struggle with eroticized depictions of various types of men, among them fat, hairy, and middle-aged (or older). I believe the oldest human character with a stated age in this post is the bull guy, and he's merely in his 40s. But back to the image above, it takes full advantage of the size and age of the character on the right relative to the MC. His bulk takes up much of the frame, but it's clearly an intimate, protective embrace you'd expect of a bear daddy character. I point this out because larger and/or older male characters are often disregarded outright in FEH, or like Fargus recently they're paradoxically given more fanservice-y designs (Visible nipples and chest hair! In FEH!) presumably because the developers think that no one would look at them that way.
I think that's enough for now. The important thing to remember here is that sexual fanservice is more than simply degrees of nudity. It's about framing, angling, which body parts are emphasized, and when possible the surrounding circumstances and how they inform the character's eroticism. Is it deliberate, is it accidental...
...or is it just there to get you to gamble for your favorites?
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Gojo x Sub. Fem Demon Reader
This resulted from a misread request lol
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🕶 Disobedience 🕶 (Jujutsu Kaisen)
Warning(s): College AU, flirty reader, smut, a lil gore, public sex, dirty talk
It's your second semester at a new college and you've already got a guy trying to impress you, not doing too good so far when he's wearing shades indoors...
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He could feel you before you entered the room.
As you entered, he lowered his shades, like he couldn't see you clearly past them.
You were beautiful.
You immediately met his eyes, you could feel his power, too.
And when your lips lifted into a smirk, he decided.
He wanted you.
The next day, he made sure to make a point of falling into the chair next to you.
"Mm, are you here to dispose of me, curse user?"
"Not necessarily," he drew out his syllables, leaning on a palm, "I just wanted to get a better view."
"You're not going to get that from the very back of the class."
He met your gaze over his shades after turning his head your way, "I didn't mean the lesson. I'd much prefer to study you, instead. Better view than that geezer any day."
"Sacrificing your grades for me? I'm flattered," you offered a shark-like grin full of sarcasm.
"No need to worry about me. I have the best grades in this school," he smiled.
You rolled your eyes, kicking up your feet, "Of course you do."
"Miss [Name]! Put your feet down, right-"
Your professor cut himself off with a glare from you, your head tilted back, challenging him to say the rest.
All he did was clear his throat, "I'll let you off this time since this is your first day, but don't expect such leniency next time."
"Well, aren't you the rebellious one? Someone should tame that disobedience of yours," he purred out.
"I don't get tamed. It's not in my nature."
And every day after that, he finds something to brag to you about.
Trying to impress you, you supposed.
But he wasn't your type.
He was pretty, sure, but you weren't into men who weren't worth what they bragged about.
He just seemed like another egotistical pretty boy who was used to having his way in life.
And why hasn't he reported you yet? You were a demon, his type doesn't let you cruise around innocent people so easily. It's why you had to transfer quite a few times.
His answer?
"I mean, other than a few little pranks, you don't mean much harm. Just another student trying to get their degree. As long as it stays that way, you'll be fine."
He seemed to care more about getting in your pants than much else.
He even brought you your favorite drink from some cafe a few minutes away.
"How the hell do you know I like this?" you ask after an experimental sip.
"I watch."
"Creepy. And I'm a demon."
All he does is smile.
You have a strange dynamic of banter, Gojo not really getting past your wall.
"We can't go on one date, beautiful?"
"My dates include an exclusion of clothes."
"I certainly wouldn't mind that," he smiles, flashing his pearly whites.
"You haven't earned the privilege, human."
"I will..."
Things change one day when a sleazy student decides to grope you on your way out of your last class. Even after you tell him to stop.
You both end up in a hidden corner with you tugging hard on his ear, threatening him.
"Listen here, human. You have two options...You can either use this pencil and stab yourself in your poorly endowed genitals. Or I can tear off your ear for your poor listening abilities."
"You crazy bitch, you think you scare me? I've had crazier girlfriends."
"Oh, have you, now? Well, I don't like being second best to anybody. May I show you why I'm the one to fear?"
You mute him with your power, he's unable to be heard by powerless humans. And you slowly tug further and further away from his head.
He tries to struggle away, but your power holds him in place.
"You don't deserve these ears anyway, much too pretty for that attitude of yours," you grin as he begins to scream.
"Stop! Stop! It's going to tear off!" he shrieked.
"That's the point."
You silently glance at the ear in your hand, then back at the screaming young man.
And you laugh. Tossing your head back, hard.
"Fascinating! Humans are very expressive."
"What's going on here?"
You blandly glance over to see Gojo moving closer, "You're not blind. I think it's blatantly obvious."
"Gojo! Gojo, help me, man! This bitch is crazy!"
"Silly human, he can't-"
"Help you? Lovely [Name] here doesn't seem like the type to do something without reason."
He could hear him? Right...his power.
"So what did you do, Kimura?"
"Nothing! All I did was flirt a little and she went nuts!"
You stab a pencil into your desired area, getting another satisfying scream out of him, "You touched me without my permission. And even after my merciful warning, you kept doing it...You were confident, too. I can only imagine how many human women it took to gain it. What do you have to say about that?"
All he could do was groan in pain.
"Well, at least now you can live alone like you deserve. Only desperate little humans would get with a sleazy man lacking an ear and a hard-on. Now, get out of my sight," your power releases him as you dismiss him with a hand.
You don't turn to look at him as he rushes to hobble away.
But before he can turn around the corner, his body freezes in place and shatters like glass.
"Foolish human. I don't let scum like you live."
"Well, well. Interesting to finally see your power in action."
You jump at the voice next to you, when did Gojo get that close?
"You didn't try to help him."
"He was weak anyway. But I told you not to harm anyone, or we'd have a problem."
"I have selective hearing," you smirked, leaning against a brick wall.
"Selective hearing, huh? Of course, you do," he hummed.
Before you could blink, he was pressed into you, arm against your throat.
"I should kill you."
"Will you?"
"Hmm," his gaze bore through you, "It'd be a shame...I like you."
"I am quite the charmer," you don't break his stare even as his thumb brushes against your cheek, red staining it when it leaves you.
"Red suits you," he muttered, looking down at the blood.
"It suits anyone."
"But I like it on you, I'm not talking about everyone else," he drags his thumb over your lips. Teasing it between them.
You tease back by accepting it inside when he meets your gaze again.
He sucks in a breath, "Damn, you're beautiful."
"I know," you kiss the pad of his finger.
"And a tease."
"So are you."
"And you need to be put in check. I can't have you killing whenever you feel like it," he glares.
"Even the strongest of your human warriors failed to do so. You're no different. All bark, no bite."
His grin is wide and dark, "I'm always happy to bite if you want me to, princess."
He was willing to prove it.
Your back was slammed against the wall, your legs tightening around his waist.
All hints of his normal nonchalance were gone and so were his shades, he couldn't let them get in the way.
As he sucked on your breast, leaving hickeys behind, he made sure to stare into your soul.
He wanted to make a point.
Especially after a statement you made.
"I don't have very high expectations for you. I've lain with many mortals and demons alike. And I've forgotten all of them, no one can sate my hunger enough to be remembered."
He lifted you higher, he gripped your thighs as he kissed down your stomach.
You thought he was a little weakling, but he lifted you with ease...
...looks can be deceiving.
You bit your lip as his breath hit your inner thigh, "Hm...do you deserve my mouth there? You've been very disobedient. Disobedience shouldn't be rewarded..."
Your breath hitched as he nipped the plush of your thigh.
"Sensitive. Have you been neglected here? No wonder your hunger hasn't been sated. They're basic."
You groan in frustration as he goes everywhere but where you want.
"You asshole."
"I'm well aware, you've called me that a few times already."
"You think you're so great just--Oh my--!"
"Ironic coming from a demon," he giggles lowly, before getting back to work.
You grip his hair tight, and you briefly think about it being painful, but he doesn't say anything to indicate it is.
All he does is groan, syllables drawn out, "Mmm...a delicacy."
You try to keep quiet, eyes squeezed shut, your pride not allowing you to give him what he wants.
But then his hit tongue hits the right spot just as he adds a couple fingers.
Your legs squeeze him closer as you moan, louder than you'd like.
You can feel him chuckle and you know his ego is boosted a little.
"D-don't get too big-headed, there's plenty of people that've made me-" he cuts you off again after sucking hard.
Your back arches against brick and you look down at him to find him already looking up at you.
He looks like...he's starved.
You look away, you've never done such a thing.
And just when you're about to reach your peak of pleasure, he pulls away.
It both relieves and infuriates you.
You didn't want to admit that this human could make you do something few have done.
But on the other hand, this asshole. How dare he deprive you?
A hand leaves your thigh as he reaches for his pants with it.
"Impatient are we?" you mock, in between breaths.
"If it tastes that good, I wanna know how it feels..." he muttered.
You watch openly as he reveals himself for you to see.
"Ego now makes sense."
"Hm."
And soon he's rubbing between your folds, watching intently.
"Are you just going to sit and watch all day?"
"You don't deserve it, so don't expect me to go easy on you."
"I can handle you just fine. Just put it in already-"
And he does, in a single motion he's as deep as he can get.
With a whimper, your nails dig into his back through his shirt.
He groans into your collarbone before sliding out just to slam back in.
"W-wait, Goj-ah!" you gasp out a strangled moan.
He slams into you again, and again, slowly.
He grins into your neck, "I've been waiting for someone like you. I can go all out and not hold back for once. Should I stop holding back on you? I did say I wouldn't..."
And you stiffened at the words, "That was holding back?"
"Wanna tap out now before it's too late, pretty girl?"
"Fuck you."
"Already doing that, but fine."
And once he sets his merciless pace, sounds won't stop slipping past your lips. None of which you're proud of.
"Shut up, you pathetic demon, whimpering like a dog on my mortal cock that you don't deserve," he growled into your ear, gripping your neck tight.
Your eyes roll back, drool escaping past your gaping mouth.
And quickly you have a shaking climax, before it can end, he's still going. It's not long before you can feel your body on the edge of approaching another.
"Look at you. Chanting my name like you worship me. Drunk on how good of a fuck it is. Weren't you talking shit not too long ago? Now you're acting like my desperate little whore."
Usually, when people talked to you like that, you'd disintegrate them...but at that moment, you forgot how to speak, only able to say the same words.
"Satoru, Satoru, Satoru...ohhh. Please, oh, please!"
He gripped your chin, roughly tugging it down, he met your eyes, "You're never gonna be able to stop thinking about me. You're gonna try, but then you'll give up, and have your hand between your legs until you accept that your destiny is to be my little toy...and come crawling back to me."
"I-I-I'm..."
"Do it."
You collapse on top of him when you do, clenching around him so much he moans with you.
He eases you back from your high, kissing your neck.
"Since you were a good little toy, you can help me finish. Not that you're worthy of it."
And the second he puts you down you're on your knees taking him.
He groans, looking down at you as he pets your head, "So eager... Did I tame you that quickly?"
Gojo knew he'd win this challenge. All that annoyance he'd pent up from you playing hard to get he put into you.
But unlike he thought, that burning desire for you didn't go away even as you went down on him.
Even when he reached his own high.
Perhaps you'd have to be his toy for a while...
#jujutsu gojo#gojo saturo#gojo x you#gojo x reader#gojo x female reader#jjk#jjk requests#jujutsu kaisen#gojo smut#jjk x reader#anime#smut#anime smut
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Animal Handler Rodimus/Merformer Thunderclash #4
More setup and a quick overview of the Rehab Center! Plus a surprise for Rodimus!
@sticky-mecha Not much Thunderclash yet, but he returns soon and we'll get more from his side!
@valve3nthusiast and @mychlapci, I hope you enjoy since it was partially inspired by the merformer posts.
Series TW: Noncon (Past), Treating a Sentient Person Like An Animal (Unknowingly on Rodimus's Part), Exhibitionism, Unwilling Public Sex, Abuse, Domestication, Kidnapping, Harassment, Stalking By Media, Mildly Genital Injury (Nothing Explicitly Described), Forced Orgasm, Mechpreg, Alcoholism (Briefly)
PART IV – Recovery and Reunion
Rodimus likes his new job, even if it does keep triggering moment of guilt and horror when he sees what an actual healthy setup from the studies should be. The Rehab Center doesn’t allow a lot of public visitors outside of the educational front area and small viewing areas, but there is nothing close to the actual merformers themselves. The facility takes up most of the west side of the island they are on, built into the ocean and cutting it off, allowing for large expansive areas designed for them as well as areas within the building. While it specializes in merformers it does have other animals rehabbing on the land facilities and Rodimus gets to meet them and sees the obvious differences.
The merformers in the facility as well are much healthier, plumper, more lively, less anxious, their colors and biolights brighter.
They have some that are temporary and intend to be released that they are more off hand with but others are more permanent due to injuries or socialization issues.
Drift is the most famous. After Rodimus got out and read more freely about merformers and the debates on their levels of sentience he heard about Drift who was famous for learning Hand though many debate it is a scam or due to the oddness of the field with merformers reading differently he isn’t communicating but just responding with the same pulses he’s receiving. They’ve tried to release him, he’s healthy, an experienced hunter, socialized, popular among his peers, but he absolutely refuses. He’s been caught before and was famously rescued from a merformers fighting ring by the head of he facility Ratchet and imprinted on him. When he was discovered years later caught up in a spill from a factory that caught up a nearby merformer nesting grounds he was evacuated to the Rehab Center for treatment.
While there he reunited with Ratchet and “imprinted” on him. He absolutely refused to leave despite all his group leaving (including Wing) and kept making courting behaviors and doting on Ratchet. He helps with socializing new captures and rearing orphaned pups to be released back into the wild after he raises them so he has a purpose there. Everyone jokes how he pined after Ratchet for years and only let him take care of him.
The Hand thing was a joke but he got so excited about it the interns showed him. They all knew he was intelligent and would come up with tests for him to do and tech but no one expected him to latch onto it and pick it up immediately. Or that once he learned some words he would terrify everyone by dragging Ratchet into the water to grab his hands and start screaming “RATCHET RATCHET RATCHET!” over and over with Hand while snuggling him beaming. Ratchet got things more organized and kept teaching him more and more complicated concepts and has been petitioning to change the sentience guidelines because Drift is proof just because merformers can’t speak Neocybex and have more instinct coding doesn’t mean they can’t communicate or have higher levels of thoughts.
It's been complicated due to them not being able to pass the Ambus Test and a lot of misinformation about Drift and lack of being able to repeat the experiment out of Ratchet’s facility because, as he keeps emphasizing, the merformers do not feel safe or inclined to account for them and some of the facilities are terrible. Dominus Ambus was actually involved as he was working to revise his own test to account for its own flaws which would he in his own alt mode couldn’t pass.
The other merformers in the facility except for Drift’s occasional pups also aren’t inclined to learn Hand. Most simply aren’t there long enough. Or don’t agree. Another issue with repeating the test.
Whirl refuses and his hands aren’t in a good shape for it though his caretaker Cyclonus is trying to adapt a different communication since he noticed that Whirl uses colors to communicate and Whirl is intelligent enough to build and rebuild things and socializes well with the janitor, Tailgate too. Whirl isn’t exactly one they want meeting the public though, given his general aggression.
Getaway is a menace who keeps breaking out every place they put him and has sired way too many pups. He was released but keeps showing back up in one of the cages whenever he wants, like a seasonal bother, during breeding season. Mostly to harass Skids, who is currently their other lead project trying to learn Hand from Drift. Though it has some difficulties because they are different subspecies which have different fields again so they are trying to adapt it and the fact they keep having to break due to Getaway knocking him up and distracting him. They’ve made some headway with a new Praxian hire Bluestreak adapting door wing language to match Skids’s fin wings.
Other members of the Rehab Center include: Overlord (who is kept carefully under lock and key and is not to be approached unless by trained and approved individuals, because he was a mech killer and actively hunted them. He was slotted to be put down before someone decided, in Ratchet’s words, to make him their problem), Sunstreaker (who was injured and grew attached to an Insecticon recovering in the land facility and they bonded and refuse to leave so they had to make a hybrid enclosure), Tarn (a siren-type with a similar backstory to Overlord and is one of the only times one with his ability was captured alive and is under strict care), Nautica and her sorority (slotted to be released though with how much Nautica has bonded with Skids and her caretake Velocity she is likely going to voluntarily stay), etc.
Rodimus meets many of them and is excited to help out. It makes him feel like he’s making up for accidentally mistreating Thunderclash. Then when he gets read in on the they are probably sentient as we are but that’s being debated and meets Drift, things get even more wobbily for him emotionally. He has a lot of dreams and nightmares mixed up with memories about his time with Thunderclahs. Ratchet and he bond though Rodimus is a little terrified of him finding out about his past.
It’s very good for him and he is making friends and a life for himself, but his libido hasn’t died down and if anything has gotten worse, leading him to regularly hookup most nights and still feels weirdly unsatisfied and craving something. For all he’s mentally recovering he is also eating a lot more and emotional regulation wise he’s getting occasional mood swings, sore back, and he’s started to have his pain dull and get exhausted as the craving in him increases that his hookups are not satisfying.
Ratchet’s the one who finally sits him down to confront him, having been a former doctor in Iacon, and tells him he needs to talk to his doctor because its obvious he needs to increase his transfluid donations because they are not meeting his frame needs and if this keeps up he’ll start cannibalizing himself. Ratchet after enduring Rodimus’s obvious confusion realizes Rodimus doesn’t know he is pregnant. The facility had all kind of largely known because of Drift’s treatment of him. Drift is good for pegging when someone is carrying and treats them accordingly. Since Rodimus wasn’t talking about it though they were respecting his privacy.
Ratchet takes Rodimus to the hospital and hooks him up with a doctor, they estimate how along he is and realize he is much, much too small and behind on building materials so he is put on a strict diet and twice daily donations unless he want to abort. Ratchet calms him down and lets him talk out his emotions and Rodimus figures it happened during his post-trial sex marathons. After awhile thinking about he decides to keep it, Orion, despite Rodimus’s protests, did set him up a trust fund so he never feels pressured to fall into a bad situation again and Rodimus hasn’t been touching it due to complicated feelings but it would allow him to support himself. Plus he likes this area, far away from anyone who knows him and Ratchet goes ahead and tells him they were planning to offer him permanent position once his trial ended and his certificate was granted. The facility has a onsite daycare something Ratchet pushed for when he was pregnant with Medix and Minerva, his sparklings.
Rodimus has a support system and slowly tells everyone, getting healthier (but still feeling unsatisfied sexually), no longer seeking out hookups as often (it was mostly the cravings and the island is a bit too small population wise to keep things from getting awkward and people are more wary now that he has a belly unless they are really into it), and dealing with everyone openly being happy and supportive for him and weirdly enough the merformers reaction to when his belly pops changing.
They are all, without exception, preening for him or doting on him in equal measure. His coworkers explain that it’s a pretty normal reaction and merformers themselves commonly find signs of fertility attractive and, they point to Drift and Ratchet, are known for cross species attraction. There are quite a few jokes about how Drift was when Ratchet was pregnant that people then skirt away from when Ratchet approaches. Drift is the most excited for it and grabs Rodimus’s hands to project congratulations and even pets his belly, before grinning, crookedly and pressing Rodimus’s hand to his own and feeling a hardness there. Rodimus is startled but supposes that for all Drift’s imprinting he does still socialize and share the pool with other merformers, who Rodimus has learned are not shy about public sex and it is incredibly common to the point he’s desensitized at this point and visitors have to sign waivers to acknowledge they might see them getting frisky.
Things are actually going pretty well when they get news about a transfer request from another facility. Rodimus doesn’t think much of it until Ratchet sits Rodimus down and explains, seriously, that it would be Thunderclash transferring.
Rodimus feels like he’s been hit by a truck but says he’ll be fine especially after hearing the reason behind the request is that Thunderclash has health issues, and they want him comfortable because they are convinced he is going to die from complications and Ratchet’s Rehab Center is famous for care. Rodimus is deeply upset because he’d made a point to not investigate it at first and when he’d tried later couldn’t find out and couldn’t bring himself to mention it to Ratchet because that would mean telling about his past. Ratchet, during the talk, reveals he already knew. He just had been respecting Rodimus’s privacy.
Rodimus braces for Thunderclash’s return and hopes for the best. He’s taken to talking the Drift about his feelings while doing rounds and confesses everything that happened to him while Drift makes sympathetic chirps and coos and eventually grabs Rodimus’s hands to convey just pure comfort and support wordlessly, which Rodimus appreciates.
#valveplug#rodiclash#merformers#animal handler roddy/merformer thunderclash au#mech preg#past noncon
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[“I believe that many people who embrace TERF ideology, which conflates sex with gender and is ultimately a gender essentialist ideology, have been hurt by a rigid gender binary. Unfortunately rather than realizing the impact of settler colonial, patriarchal, misogynistic oppression, people who embrace TERF ideology view trans people as part of the problem and often even as “oppressors.” Instead of viewing the rigid policing of bodies as the issue, they adopt a rigid conceptualization of gender based on biology and conflate genitals with identity and experience.
This seems to be a manifestation of the roots of white Anglo feminism in many ways. If the baseline for the feminist movement is a cis white, often but not exclusively straight, woman, then anyone who does not fall in these categories deviates from the norm. Just as the early white Anglo feminist movement did not include Black and Brown women—as indicated by the history of suffragettes and the writing of many Black feminists and the creation of womanism—and later struggled to include lesbian and bi women, it is still struggling to expand to include anyone who is impacted by patriarchal, cisgenderist and rigid binary views of gender.
Some aspects of white feminism are so contracted, due to historical trauma, that expansion seems not only undesirable but dangerous. This can be viewed in the rhetoric used by many TERFs, which evokes images of rape, assault and general danger to instil a sense of fear towards trans and/or nonbinary people and our allies. As I have written in an article on “Gender and Sexual Legitimacy” in 2015 (p.105): trans bodies then seem to become the battlefield on which the expansion of our conceptualization of gender seems to be played, as Stryker points out in her essay on Biopolitics where she discusses trans as a category to be monitored by the biopower, which is actively invested in promoting and maintaining normativity in all bodies, including trans bodies.
Rhetoric of fear is often a tool used to contain, mainstream and keep people in line with the status quo. It is understandable that if we feel under threat, we might want to not rock the boat. We might prefer keeping things stable and protecting ourselves through both a freeze and contracted response in our soma. It is no accident that TERF ideology seems to be so closely aligned with what many BIPOC feminists have clearly labeled white feminism.”]
alex iantaffi, from gender trauma: healing cultural, social, and historical gendered trauma, 2020
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HI EVERYONE!!! i am opening comms teehee !! (pls click images for a better view but also i will be writing all the info on the pics below a cut)
BUT i will only be limiting myself to taking a max of 5 comms at a time (<- guy who gets so easily overwhelmed.)
SLOTS FILLED: 5/5
All my prices are in USD and unfortunately I can only take payment thru pay.pal atm 🥹. Prices are semi-negotiable, and i may ask to charge more for super complex designs.
To ask for a comm simply dm me here @ mtllica or on my sideblog @semitransparent-glob
TERMS:
I WILL do OCs and fan art. I am best at drawing humanoid characters. The fandoms I am most comfortable drawing for at the moment are danganronpa, metalocalypse, and raincode. (bc I am most familiar with them) But that doesn't mean I won't draw for other fandoms, unless the media makes me very uncomfortable.
Shipping is OK!
I would prefer not to draw furries, gore, or mecha, because I am bad at those things.
I would also prefer to not draw real people. Self-insert designs are fine if you have a ref for them that isn't a photo.
I will NOT draw any explicit nsfw. I WILL draw non-sexual top nudity, but I do not want to draw any genitals.
"full color" in my art style does not include shading. If you would like shading let me know, but it will cost extra. Simple pattern or solid color backgrounds are included in the base price.
Prices typed out below the cut:
BUST / ICON:
Lines only- 12
Color- 15
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Lines only- 25
Color- 30
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Lines only- 35
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Extra charas will cost 50% of the original cost per character added. (For example: 2 characters in color, half-body will cost 45)
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Lost Fic #157
1. Hello, first of all thank you for all your hard work 🫶 really appreciate! I'm looking for a fic i read about a year ago: unfortunately i can't remember much, so i apologise if it's a vague description. I also think i might be mixing some facts with this fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39533883 so i’m sorry if i’m making it hard to find. Trigger warning from here on (depression, su! c!de): the fic was set in the crowley's flat and the characters were canon (im pretty sure it was set a short time after S1's canon events, but somehow C still had holy water). Crowley had just suffered some sort of physical and emotional trauma (r@pe? sorry, i can't quite remember) and couldn't trust neither Aziraphale nor himself. He fell in a state of depression and couldn't see any other way out but use the holy water in his safe. (Spoilers) | remember a scene where he weakly walked to the safe and wrote a note, then tried to reach the thermos but was stopped last second by Aziraphale. Thank you in advance🫶; and if you manage to find it, congrats😅 - anon
2. Helloo I hope it's not too hard to find but I lost a fic on ao3 a bit ago I didn't finish reading and was hoping someone recognise it, it starts off with post apoca-nope Crowley being confronted by demons in his flat who tell him to stay away from aziraphale and summon a screen through which to view him. buuut since there was no audio they all missed a conversation between aziraphale and god in which god gives him a golden string (I think) and explains that metatron has been giving orders independently from god, then asks aziraphale to go to heaven and stirr up trouble. And that's when I accidentally closed the Tumblr app and lost it :( - anon
3. so theres this fic i was reading where its post canon but basically crozira gets locked up in heaven and crowley does his snake thing and releases them both (was in the beginning ish) but thats all i remember 😭😭 im sorry if this is too much to ask for, thank you in advance!!! - @stars-v3ria
4. Hello! I hope y'all are doing all right in what I imagine is a swamp of new asks from season 2's approach. (Writing this in the final few weeks til release.) I'm writing in search of a lost fic--I've scrounged through the Aziraphale's True Form tag but come up empty. It was T, M, or E rated, and more or less a true form sex fic, but may or may not have included genital sex. The part I remember (which I think was the focus of the story, it being a oneshot) was framed as a divinity/grace kink scene in which Aziraphale revealed his true form to Crowley. It was overwhelming to him (verging on pain iirc), but also very beautiful, intense, and possibly sensual or sexual. The part I really remember, though, came at the end-- Crowley, crying, used their safeword, which was "Amen." And after that I think it was more on the tender side. Would you happen to have encountered such a story? Thank you very much for your time, and potentially that of your followers-- I very much appreciate all the work you do for the fandom. <3 P.S. In case this reaches the author, and you with to remain anonymous, please know that the fic really stuck with me and I was merely searching for it in hopes of leaving a comment to that effect. <3 - @elderly-worm
5. Hello! I was recently told about the (cursed) movie script and was told that there is a fanfiction of Book and Show Crowley saving movie Aziraphale from movie Crowley. The person said they're sure they read it on ao3 but cannot find it now and I'm extremely curious. Any help would be very appreciated and thank you so much for the library you're doing here, helped me to find a lot of gems. - anon
If you know any of these fics please include the number in your reply! Thank you :)
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By: LGBT Courage Coalition/Eva Kurilova
Published: Aug 29, 2023
As a participant in the gender debate over the past several years, something that has stuck out to me is the desire for truth and the palatable relief when it is admitted. Simply put, people like it when trans people are honest about their biological sex instead of claiming to be the opposite sex in a literal sense.
More and more people are starting to think that the transgender movement has gone too far. But what do they mean by that? By and large, most people wouldn’t say it has gone too far in securing actual rights like housing, education, and employment. Yes, there are actual bigots out there who want to push people who don’t fit the norm to the margins but, for the most part, people like to think they have a “live and let live” attitude. This attitude is tested, however, when activists push them to accept lies.
This is why I prefer to frame the problem in terms of gender ideology which, if I had to define succinctly, I would say is the idea that biological sex either isn’t real or that male and female sex differences don’t actually matter.
The problem is that these are lies, and these lies have led to what people view as the excesses of the trans movement, namely violent male rapists in women’s prisons, men in women’s sports, and the transitioning of children.
Many people describe their “peak trans” moment (the moment they simply had enough of gender ideology) as a time when they were forced to accept an obvious lie. Some common examples include asking us to believe that a man’s human rights had been violated because female estheticians would not perform services offered for women on his male genitals or that it was fair for “Lia” Thomas to compete in swimming against women and win while barely kicking.
The flip side of this is how relieved people are when they see a trans-identified person who acknowledges their sex and doesn’t ask others to lie. I am lucky enough to know many such people, including my good friend Lois Cardinal. No, I am not trying to say such people receive universal acceptance and praise, but many, myself included, who would be considered “TERFs” or “transphobic” have no personal issues with them. It is refreshing to see people who don’t want or need everyone else to lie, and it makes it feel like dialogue is possible.
Does this mean we always see eye-to-eye? Of course not. I am also not naïve enough to believe truth and honesty will solve all of the problems of the gender wars. For example, some trans-identified men might admit that they are biologically male but still believe they should use women’s spaces because they pass. Obviously, this does not go over well with many gender critical factions. Problems and arguments remain.
But this is the way the world goes. People are going to butt heads over issues in all areas of life, and we are going to have to debate those issues and come up with rules and boundaries around them. But we can’t even have the discussion if we don’t start from a place of truth.
When gender ideology demands that people accept lies, it becomes authoritarian, and people don’t like to be controlled. Many are happy to get on board with the idea that some individuals prefer to look like the opposite sex and consider it no business of theirs. People generally want to worry about their own lives. But it becomes their business when they are asked to take part in a lie, and people will act when push comes to shove, especially when it involves children.
It heartens me that despite the fair share of these little authoritarians out there, not everyone is willing to paint all trans people with the same brush. Maybe I am naïve and a bit too much of an optimist, but even some of the staunchest gender ideology critics I know are willing to see trans people as individuals as long as they are not being asked to lie or to accept a lie.
There is a backlash brewing because of all the lies that have been pushed up to this point, and the only way to stop it from crashing back way too far in the opposite direction is to have a message grounded in truth and reality.
#Eva Kurilova#lies#comforting lies#painful truths#gender ideology#queer theory#genderwang#religion is a mental illness
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Too Deep for the Healing
I made this post because I witnessed a massively triggering reddit debate, but the mods at r/harrypotter wouldn't post it (I admit, I asked a friend to post it for me). Trigger warning: Sexual Assault.
So, did James commit sexual assault against Snape?
The opener is a trick question, because “sexual assault” is technically a term of art in law and in psychology. Wizards aren’t governed by any Muggle legal system and the Hogwarts library doesn’t carry the DSM. For that matter, wizards are also fictional and written by an author, so whether something falls under a technical definition from an entirely different semantic field (psychology and law… vs. YA fantasy literature) is meaningless.
With that said, in all fairness, if you apply the technical criteria, it definitely was sexual assault.
From the England and Wales Rape Crisis website:
<<The Sexual Offences Act 2003 says that someone commits sexual assault if all of the following happens:
They intentionally touch another person (James declared intent)
The touching is sexual (if the very act of using Levicorpus on Snape wasn’t sexual in itself, the threat that followed surely was)
The other person does not consent to the touching (no brainer)
They do not reasonably believe that the other person consents (no brainer and kind of the point)
The touching can be with any part of the body or with anything else (let’s say that if the British legislator had had the foresight to include wizards, they would have added “wand”)>>
Also from that website:
<<There are many other ‘tactics’ that someone might use to sexually assault someone. For example:
bullying>>
So there you are.
Sure, some people view this as “pantsing,” a cutesy way to refer to the (perplexing) act of surprisingly taking off a person’s pants. When I (F) was about 8, a classmate (M) opened the door to my bathroom stall in front of other kids to poke fun at me, and I gotta say it never registered and still doesn’t register as a sexual assault because we were literal children. Shitty, it might have been, but… meh. James wasn’t 8, or 10. I just can’t imagine anyone old enough to shave, who doesn’t have serious developmental issues, not understanding that genitals aren’t just “funny”. But if one insists on classifying it as “pantsing,” they should refer to the Wikipedia entry, which speaks of a 5-second long process, not the culmination* of a protracted affair. Also from Wikipedia: “The United States legal system has prosecuted it as a form of sexual harassment of children.”
*I hope it was the culmination: we don’t see if it went that far so we obviously can’t know if it might have gone even further.
So if one were to be fair while applying strict technical terms to James’s action (assuming he went through with it), one would have to cede the point. The term “sexual assault” might be emotionally charged, but going by objective definitions, it applies.
But of course it’s the emotional charge that matters here, because again, IT’S A BOOK. So I suppose there’s no escaping asking ourselves if James went through with his threat*. It’s more likely than not, since the scene could have easily ended with James being interrupted, or even saying “just kidding, I don’t want to make everyone cry, his face is ugly enough.” His furious expression and the fade-to-black suggest that he did. Also, to feature nudity in a YA novel (in which James is, after all, intended as a positive character) would have been literally impossible. The implication is heavy enough. And honestly, I really would like to know who watches a sitcom where the characters start kissing, discuss having sex, and get as naked as the censors would allow before the scene is cut… and needs help figuring out what’s going on here. For James to catch himself on time and not follow through might have been a very compelling way to start his redemption arc, but as we know, that took another year+.
*If he didn’t, it’s mere sexual harassment. But then, to turn the James defenders’ argument against them… it’s one memory out of his entire life. Who’s to say he wasn’t even worse on other occasions? After all, the title “Snape’s Worst Memory” is, in retrospect, about Lily - not the bullying, which was very clearly business as usual.
If Snape had been a girl, it would have been a no brainer. If James had been Snape’s victim, let’s be real, it would have been a no brainer too.
We know what happened had because what happened traumatized Snape… and Harry. Immediately after he saw it, Harry wondered if his dad might have somehow forced his mom to marry him. In HBP he is still unable to tell Ron and Hermione what he had seen in the Pensieve, and doesn’t even say anything when he remembers Snape had called Lily a mudblood. Even in DH, two years after he had seen the memory, he looks away rather than watch the scene unfold again (and the phrasing - “But Harry kept his distance this time, because he knew what happened after James had hoisted Severus into the air and taunted him; he knew what had been done and said” - is highly suggestive). Also, since it's a book, here's the traditional end-of-book canonical voice of the author explaining to us how we ought to feel:
“I trust Severus Snape,” said Dumbledore simply. “But I forgot — another old man’s mistake — that some wounds run too deep for the healing. I thought Professor Snape could overcome his feelings about your father — I was wrong.”
This is the same Dumbledore who had, a book earlier, expected Snape and Sirius to play nice, the same Dumbledore who can criticize a man who had just expired in front of his grieving godson, so if he says Snape could not overcome his feelings about James, he probably had good reason to.
We know Snape only bothered to hide very few memories in the Pensieve, presumably the highly volatile and top-secret ones, during the occlumency lessons. We know Snape was surprisingly okay with Harry infiltrating his embarrassing childhood memories, and it was only Harry viewing SWM that drove him over the edge, up to and including defying Dumbledore. We know that it was Harry’s attempt at Levicorpus that made Snape lose it during the HBP confrontation (and not Sectumsempra or even Crucio). In short, we know he’s traumatized. To insist that he’s not legitimately traumatized, but just bitter and petty about getting one-upped and defeated by James or whatever, is not only cruel but also exactly how people react to victims in real life. Minimization, victim-blaming, and denial. How damaging, to be a victim and see this shit, honestly.
Sure, you can interpret Snape as petty and bitter, and you would be right. But you gotta admit the hatred for James rivals all else. Easy - James got Lily*. It’s not Snape’s (valid) trauma, it’s his (incelly, entitled, invalid) jealousy. Except that Snape could have very easily attempted to use a love potion on Lily himself, or taken some measure - any measure - to alleviate his jealousy. And when others accuse him of jealousy, it’s never about Lily or romantic success in general - it’s about James’s Quidditch skills. JKR, however, supplements:
“James always suspected Snape harboured deeper feelings for Lily, which was a factor in James' behaviour to Snape."
Assuming she doesn’t mean “James thought Snape was morally in the wrong for having feelings for Lily,” the more viable interpretation was “James did not appreciate someone else having feelings for Lily.”
*Never mind that James got Lily long after Snape’s supposedly irrational hatred for James reared its head, so.
James intends the removal of Snape's underpants as an escalation of the verbal and physical violence. What's left, after that? Where do you escalate to, from physical violence? It's a reaction to being romantically rebuffed, and compared (unfavorably) to Snape. Jealousy drove James's behavior, not Snape's behavior, and accusing an assault victim of only acting this way because he's jealous of his assailant is... a choice. Especially when the assailant is dead, and so is the object of jealousy, and there's literally nothing and no one left to be jealous of anymore.
Jealousy explains few to none of Snape’s actions, and rather a lot of what James got up to.
Do we need to discuss what the Death Eaters did to the poor Muggle woman at the Quidditch World Cup? That Draco wasn't trying to be helpful in warning Hermione to run away, but rather was attempting to belittle her by alluding to her sexuality? Do we need to, really? Do we need to recall that Voldemort himself described the Death Eaters' behavior (which wasn't as atrocious as James's) as "Muggle Torture"?
How much do we need to be spoon-fed? “Sexual assault” is a charged term? Good. That scene is meant to be appalling. There’s a reason it’s one of the most detailed, graphic and harrowing scenes. It’s important for understanding these characters.
If JKR had wanted to write James as noble, if arrogant, and Snape as jealous and full of unjustified hatred toward James, she could have. It’s Snape’s hatred toward poor Harry that’s invalid, as the text comments on.
If one feels that to call someone a “sexual assaulter” is to caricaturize them or unfairly malign them when they’re actually more nuanced and complex than that, I can only reply that they can take it up with the author who had made her character that way. If we want to believe a sexual assaulter can grow, change and atone, good on us for our optimism and compassion, although I hope we reserve some for the victims. If we want to believe James, specifically, did - it’s not my cup of tea, but knock yourselves out. But not calling a spade a spade is not the solution and is not helpful.
One last point. I’ve seen it argued that calling James a sex offender is somehow harmful to “real” victims, because it trivializes “real” sexual violence. Funny, that. Funny that feminists fought with tooth and nail for less exacting interpretations that would protect as many people as possible, and then here we are, resorting to (incorrect) technical classifications to avoid calling someone a sex offender, when being a sex offender is nearly his entire claim to fame. Funny, that suddenly gatekeeping is okay and even beneficial. Funny that we think that if we salvage someone from being considered a sex offender by the strictest definitions, it makes his actions remotely okay. Funny that we need to be reminded again, in 2022, that sexual violence is sometimes about sex, but always about power. That men can be and often are victim, That many people, including many “real victims” (in the sense that they are not fictional and are also victims) take great comfort in the representation of a believable survivor who is nevertheless a hero (and a cautionary tale).
This argument is ridiculous and borders on immoral. No one in their right mind would call Harry’s friends sex offenders as they exposed his form shamelessly while under the effect of Polyjuice Potion. That indeed would be trivializing, so no one does it. It’s especially ridiculous for a fandom that is so adept at understanding parallels and allusions to real life when they’re much less fitting, but instructive all the same, such as house-elf <> slave, lychanthropy <> other stigmatized conditions, and Death Eaters <> Nazis and other hate groups. What's trivializing is the idea that one can atone for and move on from the sexual assault they committed by being nice to some other people. What's trivializing is to maintain that there's a proper way to be a victim, complete with a timeline for healing (and that if you don't comply, you're probably not even a victim). For what it’s worth (and it should not be worth anything), I personally have all the authority and moral high ground I need to make this point.
Hate Snape all you want. He’s a bastard. Criticize his coping mechanisms, by all means. They’re inadequate and toxic - but let’s not tell ourselves he has no need for them. Love James if it makes you happy. Many beloved people are sex offenders and their unlovable victims are… just that, and pretending this isn’t so is helping no one.
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So I saw some folks online criticizing this quote from “Tomorrow and Tomorrow and Tomorrow,” as an example of Bad Sex Writing. And I think it really highlights that sex scenes can, do, and should serve multiple purposes in a text, and it’s important to understand why the scene is there before criticizing how it is written. heads up: spoilers will ensue. So, before explaining, here is the scene:
“…and then she put her hand between his legs, wrapping her fingers around the cylindrical chamber of blood sponges that was his (and every) penis. He felt the corpora cavernosa, commanded by the nerve messages from his subconscious brain, fill up with blood, and the tunica albuginea membrane, the penis’s straightjacket, trap the blood inside.”
I know, take a sec.
Check in on how you’re feeling. Alienated? Uncomfortable? Un/sexy? ______?
Now, think of how this character seems to be experiencing this encounter, since while it’s not in first person, it is from his point of view. Detached? Clinical? Analytical? Dissociated from his body or pleasure? Is he experiencing this scene as sexy?
Now, what can we notice about the vocabulary being used? It’s highly formal and medical, with specificity far beyond the medical terms most people know for their body and/or genitals. It makes no mention of pleasure or displeasure, just describes the physical process. “Straightjacket” and “trap” are interesting choices...what might that word choice indicate? The aside “(and every)” takes him further outside himself.
So, let’s think about what this scene shows us about this character: he knows a lot of medical terminology. His relationship to his body seems to be one of clinical analysis and observation, rather than sensation. He seems detached from pleasure, and is not experiencing sex as sexy.
From the sex scene alone, we’ve gotten some information about this character, and it fits into a larger picture of what we already know about him (spoilers): he has spent decades in and out of hospitals starting as a child due to an accident that damaged his foot which he’s recently had amputated, he is suffering from horrible phantom limb pain which he works hard to detach from, he has friendships that have a depth and passion that seem to exceed the bounds of friendship but that he’s never pursued sex with, and more. So let’s put that together: what we just learned about him -- implicitly, through how the scene is written -- is that he seems to dissociate from pleasure as much as he does from pain, and views his body and sex in the same medicalized terms with which he regards his injury & disability, and that perhaps his pattern of passionate platonic friendships fits into a larger picture of his relationship to desire, pleasure, and his own body. That’s a lot to learn about a character from two unsexy sentences!
Now, see how what we learned about this character implicitly from how the sex scene is written compares to what we are told about him explicitly:
“Including Lola, Sam had had four different sexual partners in his life, and he had never enjoyed sex with any of them. He had slept with one boy and three girls. While no one had ever mistreated him, sex had given him considerably less pleasure than masturbation. He did not like to be naked in front of other people. He did not like the messiness of sex—its fluids, its sounds, its smells. He worried that his body could not be relied upon. He could not imagine wanting to have sex with, for instance, Sadie or Marx, people he adored. The boy who had been his lover attributed it to Sam having low self-esteem because of his foot, but Sam felt that was reductive. He wasn’t sure he would have liked sex, even if everything on his body had been in perfect working order. Though there was some truth to what the boy had said. Sam did not believe his body could feel anything but pain, and so he did not desire pleasure in the same way that other people seemed to. Sam was happiest when his body was feeling nothing. He was happiest when he did not have to think about his body—when he could forget that he had a body at all.”
Cool! We got a lot of that already! Isn’t that cool that how a writer describes sex can give us insight into the character! Maybe this isn’t an example of Bad Sex Writing, but is a scene crafted to serve a purpose other than titillation!
Look, the scene is not sexy. If its purpose was to be in an erotica, it would have failed, unless you’re in to that. But it’s not meant to be sexy. It’s meant to give you insight into this character, and his relationship to his body, to sex, to relationships, to pleasure and desire. And it does that! And it’s not particularly sexy, because his relationship to those things at that moment isn’t particularly sexy!
While there are is A LOT of Bad Sex Writing, I beg people to recognize that sex scenes serve many purposes in a text, and the reader’s arousal is only occasionally the goal.
As a last thought, just want to leave you with a contrasting moment from later in this scene, when his partner asks to see the stump of his amputated foot:
He took off his shoes, and then he took off his pants, and then he took off the prosthetic, and the two socks he had over the stump. Lola looked at the stump appraisingly, and then she shrugged again. “It’s not that bad. It was probably worse before. Now it’s finished-looking, at least.”She put her warm hand over the stump, and it felt different than when he touched it or when a doctor touched it. She ran her index finger along the red-and-pink scar that looked like a firmly closed mouth, and a slightly pleasurable, slightly painful electricity coursed up and down his spine. She bent down and kissed it once, leaving the red stamp of her lips. He was going to tell her to stop, but he really was too high, and then it was over anyway. She squeezed the stump with her hand and she sat back up. “You’re going to be okay, Masur. I swear.”
Sam felt like crying, but instead he started to laugh.
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I found this document called "The Asexual Manifesto" and thought it was interesting in how it addressed asexuality amongst women in some 1970s feminist groups:
The Asexual Manifesto (1972) was recently found by Caoimhe Harlock on Twitter. It is available as a pdf. I have transcribed it below for better accessibility. The format mimics the original, except for the placement of the footnote on the first page. The Asexual Manifesto was also excerpted in Shere Hite’s book, Sexual Honesty (1974); I have separately transcribed the excerpt and noted what was left out. Feel free to use this in any way.
--Siggy, 6/22/2019
I wrote an article explaining some of the context of the Manifesto. --Siggy, 8/9/2019
The Asexual Manifesto
Lisa Orlando, Asexual Caucus, NYRF *
* In September 1972, the Co-ordinating Council of New York Radical Feminists formed caucuses based on similarity of sexual orientation. Each caucus was to explore its members' personal and political attitudes about their sexuality and communicate these views to the larger group. Barbie Hunter Getz and I realized that we would not feel comfortable in any of the proposed caucuses (heterosexual, Lesbian, bisexual) and formed our own. Out of this caucus came a paper of which the “Asexual Manifesto” is a revision. That the paper’s plural form has been retained does not imply that all the views expressed in this final version necessarily reflect the views of both the original co-authors.
I. Origin and Definition.
Our experiences with sexuality have not been congruent with our feminist values. As our consciousness became raised on this issue we began to see how sex had permeated our lives and the lives of others. We categorized our relationships in terms of sex ----- either friends or lovers. We engaged in a "sizing up" process, however subtle or subconscious, with each new person, accepting or rejecting her/him as a possible sexual partner even if we never intended to become sexually involved. We arbitrarily rejected whole groups of people as unsuitable for intimate relationships because we assumed that such relationships, by definition, necessarily included sex. Often we chose to spend time with people simply on the basis of their sexual availability (the “bar scene”). As we became aware of this in ourselves, we became painfully aware of how we were being objectified by others.
Asexuality is an outgrowth of this consciousness. It is a concept we have come to employ out of the wish to communicate ----- not merely through being but also through language ----- our struggle to rid ourselves of sexism in our personal lives.
In this paper we have used the terms “sex” and “sexual” to describe any activity one goal of which is genital excitation or orgasm. Physical affection and sensuality (including kissing) are not, by this definition, sexual unless they are directed towards the goal of genital excitation.
We chose the term “asexual” to describe ourselves because both “celibate” and “anti-sexual” have connotations we wished to avoid: the first implies that one has sacrificed sexuality for some higher good, the second that sexuality is degrading or somehow inherently bad. “Asexual”, as we use it, does not mean “without sex” but “relating sexually to no one”. This does not, of course, exclude masturbation but implies that if one has sexual feelings they do not require another person for their expression. Asexuality is, simply, self-contained sexuality.
II. Philosophy
Our philosophy of asexuality grew out of our personal ethics, which have been reshaped by our feminist consciousness. To us, as to many other women, feminism means more than the fight against sexism. It means "sisterhood" ----- a new way of relating, perhaps a new way of life. Feminist morality, at this stage in history, can only be defined as antithetical to the oppressive values of our society (e.g., competition, objectification). On a personal level, it is reflected in our beliefs that: we should attempt to relate to others in their totality as much as possible and not view them as objects existing for the gratification of our needs; we must not exploit others ----- that is, use them “unjustly or improperly” ----- nor allow ourselves to be exploited; we must not be dishonest with ourselves or those we respect. In addition, we believe that we each have the responsibility for examining our behavior, determining how it has been affected by sexist conditioning, and changing it if it does not meet our standards.
As feminists we had decried the sexual exploitation of women by men without seeing that we too had used others “unjustly and improperly”. Interpersonal sex is not an instinctive behavior pattern; it is behavior we have learned to use for the satisfaction of a need (for orgasm) which we can easily satisfy for ourselves. We came to see this use of others as exploitative and realized that in allowing others to use us in this way we were acquiesing in our own exploitation.
In our attempt to be honest with ourselves, we tried to determine what our real needs are. We saw that we have needs for affection, warmth, skin contact, which we had been taught to satisfy through interpersonal sex. As we began to satisfy these needs in our "friendships," our need for and interest in sex diminished. We also realized that we had a need for intimacy, a state we had always seen as "completed" by sex. In retrospect, we realized that we, and others, had used sex as a means of self-deception, as a way of avoiding real closeness rather than achieving it.
We had struggled against our conditioning in many ways, especially in terms of roles, but we had avoided examining the basic conditioning which had shaped our sexuality. It is difficult even to speculate on the nature of "ideal sexuality" (uninfluenced by sexism) but we are certain that it would not occupy as much of our lives as it does in this society. We live in a culture of "fetish-worshippers" who regard sex with an extreme and irrational amount of attention. Just as many of us were conditioned to direct our energy into the preparation of lavish meals, creating a fetish out of a simple need to avoid confrontation with the emptiness of our lives as women, so we were conditioned to seek sexual satisfaction in convoluted and circuitous ways. Since our involvement with feminism, our lives have been increasingly meaningful and we no longer feel the need for fetishes.
In examining our experiences relative to our values, we have come to asexuality as a stand and a state of being concurrently. Interpersonal sex is no longer important to us, no longer worth the distorted and often destructive role it has played in relationships. It no longer defines our relationships or in any way constitutes our identities. As asexual women, we do not (1) seek, initiate, or continue relationships in order to experience interpersonal sex, (2)use others for the satisfaction of our sexual needs or allow ourselves to be so used, (3) attempt to satisfy other needs (e.g. for affection, warmth, intimacy) through interpersonal sex, or (4) perceive others according to their potential, or lack of it, as sex partners. In essence then, our asexuality reflects a rejection of interpersonal sex as long as it cannot meet our conditions: that it be both congruent with our values and totally incidental and unimportant to our relationship.
III Politics
Basic to the liberation of women is the destruction of sexism, one manifestation of which is the sexual exploitation of women by men. Asexuality is a step towards achieving this goal at the personal level, as it eliminates one means by which men oppress us. Through our asexuality, we have excluded sex as a goal and, essentially, even as a possibility in any relationships we may happen to have with men.
Because of the patriarchal culture which has resulted from institutionalized sexism, the exploitative behavior, standard in such a culture, has made it extremely difficult for women to realize their own independent, more humane style of relating. Most women consequently reflect, in their relationships with each other, some of the exploitative behavior patterns characteristic of our male oppressors. One area where the oppression of women by women may occur is, again, the sexual; this oppression too must end before we can be truly free. Through asexuality, we have rejected sex as a goal in our relationships with women, thus avoiding the sexual objectification, exploitation, and oppression of our sisters. Here too, we reject any possibility of sex unless our conditions are met, and we thereby prevent ourselves from being sexually exploited and oppressed.
To destroy a particular culture’s basic myths is to undermine its very foundations. Patriarchal culture, based as it is on sex differentiation, has constructed some of its strongest myths around sexuality. We believe it is of prime importance that feminism direct itself to the exposure and destruction of the current patriarchal mythology which, through deception, reinforces our oppression. Those myths most responsible for the distorted role sex plays in women's lives are:
Interpersonal sex is essential since the sex drive is a powerful force in human life and, if unsatisfied (through interpersonal sex), tends to produce unhappiness or possibly illness,
It is important that any sexual excitation always and/or immediately be satisfied,
Sex is essential for closeness in a relationship, no relationship being complete without it,
The ultimate closeness in a relationship occurs during sex and/or orgasm,
The needs for physical affection and sex are basically the same,
It is almost impossible satisfactorily to express affection physically without sexual excitation also occurring,
Women who have little interest in interpersonal sex, or who rarely if ever reach orgasm, are somehow inadequate.
While all these myths may not be credible to all women, some women believe some of them some of the time.
Finally, we see a conflict between, on the one hand, the time and energy necessary to our struggle as feminists, and, on the other hand, the time and energy necessary to develop and maintain relationships in which sex is a goal. If we would use our energy efficiently, a choice seems indicated: to struggle against sexism or to struggle for satisfactory sex. Although it may be said that to turn one’s back on a problem is not to solve it, we think the truth of this statement is relative to the importance one places on the problem. If we saw interpersonal sex as important, asexuality would be a cop-out; since we do not, it is instead a means of withdrawing our energy from an area in which we feel it is being wasted.
We see asexuality as an efficient "alternative life-style" for revolutionary women but we do not claim that “asexuality is revolution.” We call ourselves “self-identified women” but we do not demand that all feminists adopt this title. Our statement is simply this: as a result of examining the nature of our sexuality and reclaiming it from the sexist misconceptions surrounding it, we are able to form and maintain relationships in a way which both reflects our values and is effective in our liberation struggle. For us, asexuality is a committment to defy and ultimately to destroy the baseless concepts, surrounding both sex and relationships, which support and perpetuate the patriarchy.
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hiii so english isn't my first language and i'm learning more about gender and trans stuff and if i might be trans or something (i've been told i sound agender?? but that feels wrong), and something that confuses me, so i'm asking around abt it… "woman" used to simply denote afab, right? like a body type of ppl with a biological (not surgical) vagina & estrogen puberty. like a female dog. ppl say that it reduces women to their genitals, but what about with other animals? like female cat, female horse, etc, just bc we say "oh she's a girl" or "oh i have a male dog" doesn't mean we're saying they're only their genitals in that case, right…? a bitch is just a female dog, that's why it's a misogynistic word. misogyny is based on how ppl see someone without a penis as lesser, bc they don't have the power to forcibly penetrate and feel genital pleasure for it, they can't impregnate, they're "just a hole" etc. like so much of misogyny is just body-specific. the misogyny transfems experience seems terrible but also conditional? bc if they're found out to be amab they're treated as creepy men, so they then stop experiencing misogyny, they just face usually homophobia. meanwhile bio women (and transmascs who don't transition) have no exit door to the misogyny unless they transition and pass perfectly as male or something, and historically that wasn't an option. to me man & woman have always been neutral body types until i came across trans stuff, and i think the idea of gendered brains sounds sexist af. like gender seems like bullshit, i see me being a woman as just like being a female cat, i don't have ~womanly~ vibes in my brain, i was just born female and that's the least important thing about me, but male society made it weird. why should gender continue to be a thing? what does gender actually mean, if sexism was to be eradicated? is it bad if i view my womanhood as just a body type? most cis people i've talked to view their "gender" like this, as just a body type, like any other animal. they don't "feel" like one, they just have the body and aren't dysphoric about it. they might not always like it, but they don't have dysphoria about it, so they just… are. is that transphobic? i've heard mixed thoughts about it from trans ppl & activists, i'm just curious. feel free to ignore this lol ;;
Oh Anon, I am not REMOTELY qualified to tell you how to feel about yourself, beyond the very obvious “refer to yourself how you prefer, refer to others how they would be preferred”.
Language is ever evolving and growing at a very fast rate, especially with internet culture as a whole. Gender stereotypes have changed and been challenged, and many institutions struggle to handle the growing community’s understanding of personal identity.
If you have the time, maybe see if you can find help with these websites below:
If you do need someone to talk to, please feel free talk with me.
But I think these would help you more than I ever could, or better yet, someone who has experience as a trans individual or agender individual.
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hi could a request a demon fem reader x gojo where reader is just bewitchingly beautiful ( and low-key evil n v powerful ) and she joins the uni where gojo is a student of and he tries impressing her n shit n idk more things could be added but ya it has smut n it's very smexy n romantic sort of but sub!gojo :O
Gojo x Dom Fem. Demon Reader
Interesting, let's see how it goes.
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🕶 Please Her 🕶 (Jujutsu Kaisen)
Warning(s): College AU, flirty reader, smut, dirty talk, didn't really know where to go with it
It's your second semester at a new college and you've already got a guy trying to impress you, not doing too good so far when he's wearing shades indoors...
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He could feel you before you entered the room.
As you entered, he lowered his shades, like he couldn't see you clearly past them.
You were beautiful.
You immediately met his eyes, you could feel his power, too.
And when your lips lifted into a smirk, he decided.
He wanted you.
The next day, he made sure to make a point of falling into the chair next to you.
"Mm, are you here to dispose of me, curse user?"
"Not necessarily," he drew out his syllables, leaning on a palm, "I just wanted to get a better view."
"You're not going to get that from the very back of the class."
He met your gaze over his shades after turning his head your way, "I didn't mean the lesson. I'd much prefer to study you, instead. Better view than that geezer any day."
"Sacrificing your grades for me? I'm flattered," you offered a shark-like grin full of sarcasm.
"No need to worry about me. I have the best grades in this school," he smiled.
You rolled your eyes, kicking up your feet, "Of course you do."
"Miss [Name]! Put your feet down, right-"
Your professor cut himself off with a glare from you, your head tilted back, challenging him to say the rest.
All he did was clear his throat, "I'll let you off this time since this is your first day, but don't expect such leniency next time."
"Well, aren't you the rebellious one? Someone should tame that disobedience of yours," he purred out.
"I don't get tamed. It's not in my nature."
And every day after that, he finds something to brag to you about.
Trying to impress you, you supposed.
But he wasn't your type.
He was pretty, sure, but you weren't into men who weren't worth what they bragged about.
He just seemed like another egotistical pretty boy who was used to having his way in life.
And why hasn't he reported you yet? You were a demon, his type doesn't let you cruise around innocent people so easily. It's why you had to transfer quite a few times.
His answer?
"I mean, other than a few little pranks, you don't mean much harm. Just another student trying to get their degree. As long as it stays that way, you'll be fine."
He seemed to care more about getting in your pants than much else.
He even brought you your favorite drink from some cafe a few minutes away.
"How the hell do you know I like this?" you ask after an experimental sip.
"I watch."
"Creepy. And I'm a demon."
All he does is smile.
You have a strange dynamic of banter, Gojo not really getting past your wall.
"We can't go on one date, beautiful?"
"My dates include an exclusion of clothes."
"I certainly wouldn't mind that," he smiles, flashing his pearly whites.
"You haven't earned the privilege, human."
"I will..."
Things change one day when a sleazy student decides to grope you on your way out of your last class. Even after you tell him to stop.
You both end up in a hidden corner with you tugging hard on his ear, threatening him.
"Listen here, human. You have two options...You can either use this pencil and stab yourself in your poorly endowed genitals. Or I can tear off your ear for your poor listening abilities."
"You crazy bitch, you think you scare me? I've had crazier girlfriends."
"Oh, have you, now? Well, I don't like being second best to anybody. May I show you why I'm the one to fear?"
You mute him with your power, he's unable to be heard by powerless humans. And you slowly tug further and further away from his head.
He tries to struggle away, but your power holds him in place.
"You don't deserve these ears anyway, much too pretty for that attitude of yours," you grin as he begins to scream.
"Stop! Stop! It's going to tear off!" he shrieked.
"That's the point."
You silently glance at the ear in your hand, then back at the screaming young man.
And you laugh. Tossing your head back, hard.
"Fascinating! Humans are very expressive."
"What's going on here?"
You blandly glance over to see Gojo moving closer, "You're not blind. I think it's blatantly obvious."
"Gojo! Gojo, help me, man! This bitch is crazy!"
"Silly human, he can't-"
"Help you? Lovely [Name] here doesn't seem like the type to do something without reason."
He could hear him? Right...his power.
"So what did you do, Kimura?"
"Nothing! All I did was flirt a little and she went nuts!"
You stab a pencil into your desired area, getting another satisfying scream out of him, "You touched me without my permission. And even after my merciful warning, you kept doing it...You were confident, too. I can only imagine how many human women it took to gain it. What do you have to say about that?"
All he could do was groan in pain.
"Well, at least now you can live alone like you deserve. Only desperate little humans would get with a man lacking an ear and a hard-on. Now, get out of my sight," your power releases him as you dismiss him with a hand.
You don't turn to look at him as he rushes to hobble away.
But before he can turn around the corner, his body freezes in place and shatters like glass.
"Foolish human. I don't let scum like you live."
"Well, well. Interesting to finally see your power in action."
You jump at the voice next to you, when did Gojo get that close?
"You didn't try to help him."
"He was weak anyway. But I told you not to harm anyone, or we'd have a problem."
"I have selective hearing," you smirked, leaning against a brick wall.
"Selective hearing, huh? Of course, you do," he hummed.
Before you could blink, he was pressed into you, arm against your throat.
"I should kill you."
"Will you?"
"Hmm," his gaze bore through you, "It'd be a shame...I like you."
"I am quite the charmer," you don't break his stare even as his thumb brushes against your cheek, red staining it when it leaves you.
"Red suits you," he muttered, looking down at the blood.
"It suits anyone."
"But I like it on you, I'm not talking about everyone else," he drags his thumb over your lips. Teasing it between them.
You tease back by accepting it inside when he meets your gaze again.
He sucks in a breath.
"Your bravado doesn't fool me, human," you kiss the pad of his finger.
"What do you mean?"
"You aren't the type to lead in a game like this. But that's okay..."
Gojo can't say he expected to be under you in his bed... But he can't say he minded either.
"Fuck..." his lip quivered as he watched your head bob up and down.
This view of you should've been deadly.
You moved to kiss along his thigh, "You don't deserve me pleasuring you, human."
He knows. He doesn't deserve to see something so pretty.
"I want you to prove you're worthy to be inside me."
He eagerly exchanged positions with you, whimpering like it was the best meal he's ever had.
You grip his hair tight, and you briefly think about it being painful, but he doesn't say anything to indicate it is.
All he does is sigh out, "A delicacy."
After he eagerly cleans the mess he made, you decide he's done enough to earn your warm tightness.
He whimpers as you engulf him, his fingers digging into your behind.
"Please..."
"Is Gojo Satoru begging? Who would've thought you'd something so beneath you?"
But you give him the privilege and move.
His head tosses back in a choked moan.
"You're such a pretty little human," you smile, hand cupping his face, "I might have to keep you around, you desperate little thing."
You gasp as his hips jut into you particularly rough.
"I'm the boss, here. I didn't tell you to move, yet," you lean down, teeth gently tugging at his bottom lip.
"So tight..." he shivers as you squeeze him.
"Poor little human, you can't handle it, hm?" you cooed, brushing your lips against his.
Gojo should've flipped you over and rammed into you for thinking he was weak...but he couldn't...because your warmth, your tightness, really did have him weak.
And when you let out a little whimper after it hit the right spot.
He had to bite his lip to stop himself from coming undone already.
"I-I can, don't underestimate me."
"Oh, I'm sure," you kiss his jaw, "You can move now. Impress me."
He flipped you over, he needed to get some of his pride back.
And he stared at you, your face, your heaving breasts, your belly...
"Are you going to move or what-?"
With a groan, he slid into you.
And you simply purred in delight.
His hips snapped quickly in and out of you, the moans passing his lips desperate.
It was just too cute to you.
Having an arrogant egoist reduced to a whimpering, whining mess.
"If you do well enough, I might have to date for this cock of yours. It isn't half bad," you sigh in delight, "You're doing well for a human...Oh, does that arouse you? You like being my little pleasure device?"
He twitched inside you again, you could tell he was close.
"Y-yes..." he groaned.
"I suppose I can reward you, now. Go ahead."
He sped up, on the brink until finally...
"Oh, shit...Fuck! Mmm," he groaned under his breath as his pace stuttered.
You run a hand through his hair, "Have you been sated, human?"
He took a few breaths, "Mm...But you haven't. You've never been."
"I'm quite used to that," you chuckle.
"But I want you to be," he kissed along your collarbone.
"Well, that was quick...Sure you can last for another?"
"I can go as many times as you need me to."
"Challenge accepted, human. Beware..."
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