#abuse apologia cw

[angorwhosebabyisthis]

every now and then i remember the time a few years ago, when sdmi fandom first had its revival thanks to netflix, when a wildly popular sdmi blog run by an anti said the words 'perfectly good Black woman' in reference to why you should ship [man you could easily read as white, whose arc she was fridged for] with her instead of [hatesink character whose race is ambiguous due to being a furry, but has a BLISTERINGLY antiblack narrative under a thin layer of fantasy racism, with a fun side of homophobia and holocaust denial the latter of which is directly invoked in the post], which got hundreds of notes, and i grimace my face through the back of my head all over again lmao

#sdmi #scooby doo: mystery incorporated #cassidy williams #ricky owens #professor pericles #like man i'm sorry i really do love rickidy and their dynamic and it's rich and complex and deeply tragic on both sides #but they textbook fridged her and i have never once seen someone talk about that in the wild #instead there is just nearly-always-antis being blatantly balls-out racist about her in like a dozen different ways and EUGH #while also turning around and gushing about a privileged misogynistic white boy who abuses a girl and refuses to let her leave #and literally talks about how he should have thought of hiding a tracking chip under her skin without her knowledge #and this is treated as silly + cute and kinda immature but also About His Trauma Making Him Abuse Her; and they get back together in the en #and making endless posts about how he's Cute Tragic Best Boy because he's autistic and traumatized and (genuinely!) endearing #and reblogging and celebrating and cheering on Cute Art of Them while conspicuously not shaming or excommunicating anyone l o l #you're not required to hate fred over it but god damn dude fuckin yikes #and 'perfectly good Black woman' made me physically recoil from my screen lmfao #racism cw #misogyny cw #antiblack racism cw #abuse apologia cw #homophobia cw #holocaust denial cw #the salt files #the crit files #SDMItag

[fictionkinfessions]

//abuse, apologia, some caps

I’m a partner abuse survivor and psychological fictionkin (NOT a link or hearted or whatever). Seeing parallels between what I have survived and what my canon self has survived has literally helped me to admit that I was abused. I was triggered today, and wanted to find art of canon me killing/harming my abuser. The only thing I found is the overwhelming reminder that the fandom largely does not fucking see it as abuse because in canon I’m a man and she’s a woman (and yes there have literally been cisswaps “exploring how the dynamic changes”. IT DOES NOT.)

Anonymous asked:

Abuse apologia anon. Worth noting that the fandom does abuse apologia for m/m pairings too. They’ve just only internalized “it’s bad because it’s happening to a woman”. Not “it’s bad”.

#fictionkinfessions #fictionkin #abuse cw #murder cw #violence cw #fandom issue #genderbends cw #abuse apologia cw #mod party cat

[bonefall]

I haven't read Breezepelt character arc fully, but what in the banana world is the logic of "you're an evil adult, therefore you deserve all the abuse you received as a child"... What??? How do people get those ideas to begin with? Jesus

Most of the time in situations like this, the person just starts with wanting to defend a character they like. 90% of the time this is the abusive man of the week, because due to the nature of WC they liked them as an apprentice and don't like the idea that they're A Bad Guy now. SO they work backwards so their favorite boy is reasonable.

I will say it bluntly; I think the impulse is cowardly and I don't respect it.

Do you relate to a character with flaws that causes them to hurt people? Boohoo. There's no law that says you're only allowed to like perfectly moral characters. Drop the black and white thinking and realize that all people, even people you like or have positive or admirable traits, have the capacity to hurt others.

This is how we get the greatest hits like "Maybe Ashfur trying to murder his ex's kids is her fault actually" and "Perhaps Crowfeather was only an abusive father because the child had bad vibes." You look like a darn fool.

That said, I think the saddest stan behavior I see is when the stan in question was abused themselves, and hasn't unpacked it. It's unfortunately very common.

"Your father getting annoyed that you have inconvenient needs like thirst and hunger is what all dads do!"

"They didn't mean it, so the child is obliged to feel less bad about mistreatment."

"It's not abuse if they only hit you once/on the correct body part/soft enough to not leave a bruise"

"It's normal to feel constant guilt and dread around your parents."

"Abuse is discipline; bad kids deserve to get hit." (Always with the quiet implication; "I know this because I was a bad kid, I made them hurt me.")

It's good to keep in mind this fandom skews young. A lot of them are still repeating the excuses their friends and families made, and that last one is remarkably similar to the Crowfeather claim we're talking about. Child abuse is common, but most people don't want to think badly of their parents.

"A child abuser is an uncaring monster, but my parents are good people who just made some mistakes" -girlie who has not confronted the innate human capacity for harm :X

Sometimes we visit banana world. Other times, we live in banana world.

#Abuse #Child abuse #Child abuse cw #Abuse apologia

[aronarchy]

https://twitter.com/aubedete/status/1581134299780513792

Re: the “youth liberation” people.

I figured it out. They’ve invented a theory of guardianship that does not exist in their cultural or legal context to get mad about.

If “children as literal property” is what they have a problem with, I've got great news!

“Does not exist in their cultural or legal context”

Most of these people [online, in this specific discourse sphere?] are Americans. In most American states, parents can beat their children. In most American states, parents can medically neglect their children to death if it is for a religious reason.

In a lot of those states, parents can give off their children as brides. Send their children to conversion therapy. To places like the TTI (if you aren’t a youth liberationist after reading about the troubled teen industry you are just not a human being). Withhold information from them. Treat them in any way they see fit short of actual murder basically.

Yes, children are property in America. Not even the basic protectionist principles of the UNCRC are applied.

Shut the fuck up, you wouldn’t survive a day if you were turned back into a minor.

The things you take for granted, your right to privacy, your right not to be physically harmed, your right to a political voice, your right to your own opinions are something children in all of the Western world as well as in the global south DO NOT HAVE. “Guardianship” my ass. Most parents are prison wardens.

(Also, do I even need to point out that this is a racist dogwhistle of the same sort as “What do western feminists have to complain about? Patriarchy doesn’t even exist in the West” both downplaying the violence experienced by women in the minority world and implying that the “real” misogynists are those brown people, not us good whites.)

#repost of someone else’s content #Alba M. #adultism #ageism #youth oppression #childism #child abuse cw #child abuse apologia #child abuse apologia cw #adultism cw #parental abuse #parental abuse apologia cw #patriarchy #misogyny #feminism #youthlib #youth liberation #youth rights #racism #white supremacy #relativism

[de-vespertiliones]

I wish delusional Batfam Stans(tm) would get a fucking clue and stop acting like “abusive parent” and “parent trying their best” are mutually exclusive categories. I don’t care if you want to headcanon Bruce as a good parent but stop pretending like just because the intent was there that the damage doesn’t matter!

#the mortifying ordeal of never shutting the fuck up #love seeing abuse apologia in the tags on father’s (derogatory) day #abuse cw

[pkdonuts5]

These people are actually insane.

#rwby #🌹❄🐱🔥 #you dont have to like rwby #you really dont #but why cant you be normal about it #Also The 100 stans need to be discriminated against #arryn zech #cw swearing #cw abuse #cw abuse apologia

[livseses]

"But why are all these DID tiktokers AFAB?? Quite suspicious eh?"

Cw // CSA mention

So this is this recurrent thing we see about DID folk who are presumably AFAB. There's this discrediting attempt of DID because the shithead making the argument sees mostly AFAB folk talking about DID and finds it quite suspicious. It makes no sense to them. There's nothing at all that could explain this disparity between perceived sexes.

It bothers us a lot that this comes up. We've come across two things that draw a glaringly clear line that explains (in part of course) why there might just happen to be some connections there.

First, is something we see coming up when we get into arguments about system origins. Usually it's something we find is being misapplied because it's being used to invalidate systems that don't have those experiences, but it's never denied as a potential cause. In that list of "what causes DID" CSA is always listed as one of the potentials.

Second, idk how tf in 20-fucking-24 people don't know the fucking horrifying stats on CSA. A) It's entirely fucked how common it is and B) disproportionately happens to women. Stats vary but it's always 1 in <10 women will have been assaulted before 18. Recently we saw 82% of CSA cases are female survivors.

So, when we see skepticism around why DID is so disproportionately AFAB folk, we immediately hear denialism. Fuck I'm willing to go so far as to say it just flat out is rape/sexual assault denial and apologia.

Caveats and clarifications below the cut

AFAB, women, and female are fucking impossible to separate out in the stats. Hell, even the jumping to AFAB by the deniers is likely erroneous, cause I'd bet that they're running on perceptions and assumptions. Unless the systems they're talking about specifically stated that they are AFAB, there's literally no way to know their AGAB. My apologies if my wording of this post equivocates them.

DID is not exclusively caused by CSA. It's not exclusively caused by abuse. And while probably exceedingly rare, its not exclusively caused by trauma. And while CSA disproportionately happens to those perceived to be girls, those perceived to be boys (or non-binary kiddos for as much as that might be happening) are victims and survivors as well. Do not take this data here to deny people's experiences. If you somehow read this as "Only AFAB folk can be survivors of CSA and therefore have DID" you are being incredibly shitty and dangerous.

Lastly, this has come up a lot with tiktok. While the skepticism skeeves us out regardless, something we had experienced with systok was outright statements from various system creators, or heavy allusions to being survivors of CSA. Sure, our experience may have been biased by the algorithm in the same way that these asshats who think that there's too many DID folk on tiktok. But we can't help but think of those data points in the context of systok.

#faye post #csa mention #syscourse

[whump-card]

Forged Divinity Chapter 8: Leannan Has a Time of it

2482 words

CW: institutionalized slavery, religious themes, explicit violent noncon, voyeurism, abuse, death, brief gore, near drowning, explicit dubcon, abuse apologia, whumper/whumpee

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A/N: This is where things take a turn... no hard feelings if you jump off the ride here!

~~~

Exodus 21:32

If the bull gores a male or female slave, the owner must pay thirty shekels of silver to the master of the slave, and the bull is to be stoned to death.

~~~

Leannan stumbled backwards, hand flying to his mouth where his lip had split against his teeth.

“Ransom! Your majesty, please-”

Ransom cackled.

“Please,” Leannan begged, “You don’t have to hurt me, my master will know-”

“Oh, he’ll know alright.” Ransom surged forward, seizing Leannan’s wrists and forcing him to his knees. “Open.”

Leannan sobbed, but opened his mouth, allowing Ransom to shove himself in.

“Come on,” Ransom encouraged, his fingers bruisingly tight on Leannan’s wrists, “Get it nice and lubed up for me, will you?”

Leannan’s stinging lips closed around Ransom’s cock, blood and spit and tears running down his chin. His head bobbed, submissive, as he sucked Ransom’s dick.

Where the fuck was Phineas?

~~~

Across the river, Phineas watched through the scope as Leannan and Gauthier made out by the window. Leannan turned them so he wasn’t in the way – smart little slut – and Phineas took aim.

Then Gauthier headbutted Leannan.

Phineas felt a surge of adrenaline at seeing Leannan hurt, at seeing Gauthier force him down and ram his dick into his mouth.

But they didn’t want the King to stop, exactly.

They watched as Gauthier tilted his head back in ecstasy, and felt a quiver in their own gut.

They could watch. For a minute.

~~~

Ransom yanked Leannan upright just to slap him in the face – once, twice, thrice, until Leannan’s head was spinning and his knees gave out and he dropped again. Ransom kicked him square in the chest and Leannan curled up on the floor, coughing. Ransom knelt behind Leannan and grabbed his hips, heaving them up. He wasted no time in spitting on his fingers and pressing two against Leannan’s ass.

“Relax for me, sweet,” he coaxed, and pushed. Leannan’s sobs turned into a short breathless scream as Ransom forced his finger in with a twist.

Leannan knew it was useless to beg. To bargain. To plead. Ransom was empty. Soulless. He would take what he wanted, and Leannan would give it.

He could only pray that Phineas had a shot.

In the meantime, his training kicked in; he forced his lower body to relax, to accommodate Ransom’s fingers, to be pried open as he whined, digging his fingers into the fur pelt his face was shoved into.

“Good boy,” Ransom growled, and Leannan hated the way the praise made him relax further, spread his knees a little wider, arch his back a little deeper.

He still sobbed with pain when Ransom forced his spit-slicked cock inside. The King laughed, pumping his hips brutally, the friction feeling like fire to Leannan. But Ransom wasn’t satisfied with just fucking him; he reached forward and dragged his nails down Leannan’s back, drawing four parallel lines of dark blood. Leannan keened, and Ransom groaned with pleasure. He leaned down, lapping at the blood before catching the soft flesh of Leannan’s back in his teeth and biting down, breaking the skin.

Leannan let out a wordless shout of agony. He knew what this was. This was divine retribution. He’d been bad; he’d talked back to Phineas, he hadn’t submitted himself to his master, and now he was paying the price. How else could he explain the coincidence of crossing paths with Ransom again after over a decade?

“I’m sorry,” he choked out quietly, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”

“What’s that?” Ransom grabbed Leannan’s hair, yanking his head up.

“Please!” Leannan cried, gasping for air, “Please hurt me, I deserve it!”

Ransom laughed, releasing Leannan’s hair and punching him in the side, just below the ribs. Leannan sobbed, clasping his hands together and pressing his forehead down to them, praying that this was enough.

~~~

Phineas watched it all, saliva pooling in their mouth, as Gauthier hit Leannan again, his hips ceaselessly moving, mercilessly fucking the whore.

Phineas was wetter than they’d been in a long time – but they had to think of Leannan eventually, too. The Councilmen wouldn’t be happy that their new toy was all marked up.

They took the shot.

~~~

One second Leannan was being fucked into oblivion, praying for Phineas, for God, for anyone to save him; the next there was a thunderous bang and a shattering of glass. Ransom fell, limp and heavy, on top of him, and Leannan whimpered as he felt hot blood spill onto his back. He wriggled desperately out from underneath the body and turned to look at it.

He immediately wished he hadn’t. Blood, bone, and brain matter were splattered across the carpets and furs. He spun away and looked out the window, chest heaving. The whole pane had completely shattered and fallen, leaving him an opening. He heard voices in the distance; someone had heard the glass shattering, and the accompanying gunshot.

He had to jump.

He shut his eyes, grabbing the talisman around his neck.

He had to jump.

~~~

Phineas had disengaged their rifle as soon as they confirmed the kill, and now rushed down to the shoreline, hunkering down in some bushes and using their spare scope to look up at where Leannan stood framed in the broken window. He looked down at the water, then over his shoulder, then back at the water. To Phineas’ surprise, he didn’t hesitate any longer; he pinched his nose and jumped.

He hit the water with a massive splash, but there was no one except Phineas on this side of the city walls to see it. Phineas watched the spot where he had landed intently, the ripples fading into the texture of the river. There was nothing, for a long moment. Then Leannan’s head popped up a short ways downriver, his arms flailing. At first Phineas was relieved – then they realized, that even after all their preparation, the dumb bitch was still downing.

“Diable!” they cursed, and began running along the shoreline. The river was small and slow, and Phineas outpaced the current and got ahead of Leannan easily. They stopped, unslinging the rifle from their shoulder and kicking off their boots, and dove in, cutting across the river diagonally to intercept Leannan, who was now spending more time below the water than above.

They almost missed him; their first grab into the dark waters yielded only a brush of fingertips against skin. They swept their arm back and plunged the other, managing to seize Leannan’s bicep. They heaved him upwards, kicking and paddling furiously to keep the two of them afloat. Leannan’s head broke through the water, gasping and choking. He threw his arms around Phineas, nearly dragging them both under, but Phineas was strong. Now that Leannan was holding onto them they used both arms to swim in an awkward side stroke back to the shore, a good ways downstream from where they’d dove in. They stood as soon as their feet brushed the muddy bottom, dragging Leannan a few staggering steps before they collapsed together in the sandy grass, clear of the water.

Leannan heaved and coughed uncontrollably, and Phineas quickly rolled him onto his side and beat a fist on his back. Leannan puked up water and bile, and his coughing eased just enough for him a take shuddering, wheezing breaths.

“Phineas,” he croaked between spasms, “Phineas!”

“I’m here,” Phineas said softly, brushing his curls out of his face, “I’m here.”

“What took you so long?” Leannan sobbed, “What took… so long?”

“Someone almost discovered me,” Phineas lied, “I shot him as soon as I could.”

Leannan continued to cough and cry.

“I’m sorry, Phineas!” he sniffled.

“What for?” Phineas prompted, still stroking his hair.

“I left – I left behind the nice clothes you bought me, and then I couldn’t swim right – I’m so sorry, Phineas!”

Phineas couldn’t help but quietly laugh. “Don’t worry, everything’s alright now.”

Phineas couldn’t believe it. He was apologizing. Phineas had just allowed him to be brutally raped, and he was apologizing, to Phineas. It made Phineas’ heart sing. This pathetic creature was theirs. He suffered by their will, and he was saved by their will. Phineas was his god. His twisted guardian angel.

“Get up,” they stood, and offered a hand, “Come on.”

Leannan took their hand and struggled to his feet. Phineas looked at him, standing naked in the starlight, bruises blooming on his face, his chest, his wrists. His necklace glinted, his only adornment.

Beautiful.

They squeezed his hand and led him upstream, back towards where they had left their boots and rifle. But as they passed through a thick, sheltered grove of trees, it struck Phineas that it was just too perfect. They stopped.

“Lie down,” they ordered without turning around, dropping Leannan’s hand.

“Phineas?” Leannan’s nervous voice still wheezed.

“I said, lie down.” They started undoing their belt buckle.

“Yes, Phineas.”

The submissiveness in those words made Phineas’ heart pound. They dropped and stepped out of their river-soaked canvas pants and their underwear, and turned around. Leannan lay in the wild grass, his arms at his sides, watching Phineas with wide eyes.

Phineas knelt next to him.

“I want to make you feel good, after all that,” they leaned down and kissed him, soft and gentle, tasting the blood from his split lip, “Can I make you feel good?”

“Yes, Phineas,” Leannan whispered into their mouth.

“Good.” Phineas kept kissing him, tenderly, insistently, while one hand slid down Leannan’s stomach to his cock, gingerly stroking him. Their other hand moving between their own legs, finding and stimulating their pleasure point, already soaked with arousal.

Leannan’s hands dug into the grass, gripping handfuls of blades as he grew hard with a pleasurable moan against Phineas’ lips. Phineas sat back to took at him, breathing hard.

“You have a very pretty cock,” they remarked, slowing their strokes.

Leannan flushed. “Phineas…” he whined, pressing his hips up into Phineas’ hand, “Phineas, please…”

“Oh?” Phineas smiled wickedly, slowing further, “Please what?”

“Please fuck me, Phineas,” Leannan begged, “Please.”

Phineas felt incredible. This thing was begging, for them. It needed them. It would die without them.

Phineas dove back down to lick and whisper into Leannan’s ear.

“Only if you keep being a good boy for me, Leannan.”

Leannan gasped at the sound of Phineas finally, finally, addressing him by name, and his reaction did not go unnoticed by Phineas. They moved their hand more swiftly over Leannan’s straining cock, now slick with precum, and threw one knee to the other side of his body, hovering their hips over his.

In the distance, bells started ringing with urgency; Phineas looked up.

“They’ll come looking. We have to be quick,” they looked down their nose at Leannan as they loomed over him, “Can you do that for me? Leannan?”

“Yes, Phineas!” Leannan nodded eagerly, lifting his hands from the grass and resting them on Phineas’ hips with devoted delicacy. Phineas spread themself open and settled slowly onto Leannan’s dick with a sigh of bliss. Leannan groaned aloud, tilting his head back as Phineas’ wet heat closed around him and began to rock.

Phineas kept one hand working their clit while the other sank into Leannan’s pillowy chest, groping him hungrily. Their hips rolled, chasing their own pleasure. They watched Leannan shudder beneath them with hooded eyes.

“Make some noise for me, Leannan.”

Leannan let his jaw go slack, soft and involuntary oh, oh, ohs escaping him. Phineas closed their eyes, lost in the ecstasy of power.

~~~

Phineas was good. Phineas was kind. Leannan hadn’t wanted to admit it, at first – he had been blinded by Phineas’ rough ways, their abrasive personality. But Phineas took care of him. They’d bought him nice things, and forgiven him when he’d lost them. They’d been so very patient when they taught him how to swim, all gentle touches and supportive words that made Leannan melt inside. They’d killed Ransom as soon as they could, rescuing Leannan from anything worse. They’d rescued Leannan from the pit, from Ransom, from the river – and Leannan was so desperate to feel safe, to feel cared for, after Ransom, that when Phineas had ordered him to lie down he almost couldn’t believe it. Of course he’d begged Phineas to fuck him – how could he not? This was what he was made for, to serve a kind master.

Made to serve.

Made to be owned.

Made to pleasure others, by the will of God Himself.

“Phineas,” Leannan moaned, “Phineas, I’m gonna…”

“Not yet,” Phineas hissed, pinching his chest, “I’m almost done, not yet…!” They leaned down, “Leannan…”

Hearing his name come out of Phineas, so long withheld, pushed Leannan even closer to the edge.

“Phineas?” he begged for instruction, breathy and desperate.

“Call me your God,” Phineas ordered.

A little blasphemous, Leannan thought, but what happened between lovers was its own kind of sacred.

“You are my God, Phineas,” Leannan panted, “I worship you, you are everything, you are God…”

Phineas came with little fanfare, just a gasp and a rippling of muscles under Leannan’s hands. They took a breath, then lifted off of Leannan, leaning down to kiss him.

“Good boy, Leannan, you were so good for me,” they whispered, and closed a hand around his slick cock, “Come for me now, be quick.”

Phineas’ praise made Leannan’s head spin. His chest heaved and he practically mewled with pleasure as Phineas worked him with their hand. He missed being inside Phineas, but even though his cum posed no threat to them – Iowans and humans couldn’t conceive – he supposed Phineas didn’t want the mess, and he was simply grateful they were letting him orgasm at all.

“Come for me,” Phineas ordered again, and Leannan did, spilling out over their hand with a final whine of ultimate satisfaction.

Phineas drew away from him quickly, wiping their hands on the grass. Leannan watched, feeling a little dizzy, as they stood and walked over to where they’d dropped their pants.

“I’ll go get our stuff,” they said flatly, pulling up their pants, “Stay here.”

“Yes, Phineas,” Leannan murmured. Phineas glanced over their shoulder with a smile as they did up their belt. “Good boy,” they said, and with that last hint of praise they strode away, disappearing through the trees.

The bells still tolled in the distance. Leannan crept down to the riverside under the cover of the dark and washed himself off. His back – the long scratch marks and the bite – was terribly irritated and painful, made worse by being fucked into the ground. But he breathed through it, reminding himself of how much worse it would feel if he didn’t have his Iowan pain tolerance.

He could endure – he would endure – and in exchange, he would be rewarded. Phineas would reward him for serving them well, as a good master should. God would reward him for dutifully serving his purpose of pleasure, or punish him for straying from his path. Tonight had proven it.

Leannan rubbed his talisman between his fingers, taking a deep breath. Everything would turn out alright.

~~~

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[angorwhosebabyisthis]

having thoughts about like. how the flashbacks we see of setrákus, pittacus, and celwe are ambiguous enough--the tiny slices we get of their dynamic, and all of the missing context in between--that pittacus' nastiness toward setrákus might be in response to setrákus being abusive toward him while they were growing up. and setrákus' nastiness toward him might be in response to pittacus being abusive toward him while they were growing up. or maybe they were just shitty to each other and in general, with celwe and Everyone Else getting caught in the crossfire.

the authors probably intended for it to be the first option, to the extent they were thinking about it in those terms at all: pittacus grew up with a friend who's been shitty to downright abusive toward him, and by their big confrontation he's had enough time away from him to unpack how fucked up his behavior was, and understand his tactics in order to call them out. you could interpret it that way, and were probably meant to, and it would make sense.

but... that assumption is kind of the problem, to me. because the other very much valid way to interpret what we see is a certain kind of abuse that's bad enough by itself, but is primarily aimed at neurodivergent and otherwise marginalized people in particular. (and setrákus is autistic as fuck.) and it's abuse that widely goes unseen and ignored, and is most often perpetuated by people who know they can afford to do it, or think they can.

might have to come back to it in more detail in a reblog, honestly, because it's a lot to talk about; but essentially it comes down to silencing someone by either openly dismissing what they say as nonsense that no one can understand but them, and isn't important enough to try, or disguising it behind a bad faith ''attempt'' to understand so they can say they tried and there's no point. it's a lifelong trauma which has shaped enormous parts of my personality and how i communicate, i can spot it a mile away, and i see all the hallmarks of it in their relationship and how setrákus is affected by it.

and that bothers me. it bothers me a lot that we're supposed to see one and not the other. it bothers me that it's not even 'pittacus' behavior is genuinely shit, but it's somewhat more understandable in the version of events where the context is that he was abused'; he's framed as the hero of the situation either way, who's acting out of pure kindness and reason and good intent. it bothers me that the person who is easy to interpret as having been abused this way would, even then, still be depicted as the Abusive Hate Sink Incarnation of Evil. (because he is abusive, and he is very much an evil son of a bitch. regardless of who was worse in his relationship with pittacus, that's true.) and it bothers me that that framing makes it harder to explore how the cycle of abuse manifests in this scenario, because it absolutely is a thing that happens and is worth telling stories about.

just, i don't know. thoughts. hm.

#lorien legacies #pittacus lore #setrákus ra #LL tag #LL crit tag #the crit files #abuse cw #abuse apologia cw #ableism cw #fuck off pittacus #i think the thing that seals it for me the most is that pittacus tried to Talk Some Sense into Him(tm) for like two minutes #and then when he threw his hands up and went 'whatever' he expected that to be the end of it #not 'okay dude listen whether you agree with me or not i can't let this continue and if you fight me on it things are going to escalate' #he just immediately assumes that *the disagreement* and whether it has any bearing here will be over the moment he calls it quits #all he has to do is plug his ears when he's done being indulgent and things will go right back to the arrangement that suits him #setrákus and whatever goals and opinions and feelings he had might as well not exist anymore #he'll go home to his wife (who he's been abusing; and who pittacus outed to him as having leaked the info that led to this outcome 🙃) #and forget about all of this. as far as pittacus is concerned setrákus has no actual choice; stupid or otherwise; but for it to Go Away. #and he is C O M P L E T E L Y blindsided when 'i decided it's not worth the slight effort to communicate anymore' isn't the end of it #like. i know people like this. i know this pattern. #and that combined with the fact that before he ~grows up and matures into a kind loving understanding leader~ #what we see of him as a kid is the really blatant mask-off flavor of insults; dismissal; talking-over; and accusations of overthinking it #it reads to me that that's never changed; he just figured out how to hide it behind a bad faith veneer of 'well i tried uwu' #anyway. do not like this man do not like this framing setrákus is a nasty piece of shit but also unfortunately in some ways very relatable #caveat also that 'i'm not debating this anymore either shut up and leave it or things will escalate' can be and often is abusive lmfao #generally speaking the pattern is that if it's going to be your problem and not theirs if they don't understand and communicate with you #people like this will stop bothering to pretend your opinion or what you have to say matters the moment their 5m (tops) of patience runs ou #pittacus just really tips his hand here because he is *so* certain that him deciding he's done trying to understand #means setrákus' concerns and opinions might as well evaporate into thin air #that he ignores the extremely obvious danger that he might put up any further resistance at all; despite setrákus clearly being Unhinged

[pers-books]

Well done WisCon on not accepting this gross behaviour!

They continued this behavior even after the audience and other panel members expressed the harm this was causing them.

WisCon rejects these ideas. They are in conflict with our Code of Conduct. The panelist in question will be banned and asked to immediately leave convention spaces.

ETA: This particular individual has been banned for WisCon 42. The decision as to whether this ban will be extended in the future will be determined by our Anti Abuse Team post-con.

Someone on the site asked them to name names, and that will be done once the individual knows they’re banned and have to leave.

#WisCon #CW: Nazism #CW: Confederate Apologia #CW: Abuse

[aronarchy]

https://www.washingtonpost.com/archive/lifestyle/magazine/1984/05/13/kids-who-kill-parents/f2ee3082-891d-4a5b-be75-49e5cc17fcf3

“What bothers me is this,” said Prince George’s Circuit Court Judge Vincent J. Femia, who in the last year has sentenced two children involved in killing their parents. “I’m sure that every male child in America at one time or another hated his father. It’s a very natural thing when you’re a teen-ager… But what has happened that the actual taking of life has come within the ambit of options? I think it is new. I can’t believe the circumstances are any tougher or closer or more suffocating on children than they have been for centuries. All of a sudden the act of murder—it’s happening… it’s bubbled to the surface. What’s going on? That scares the hell out of me.”

Cope and seethe!

#OP #parricide #child abuse cw #child abuse apologia cw #abolish the courts #adultism

[suncaptor]

on tagging

Do not follow me or interact or look at this blog if you are related to me.

I usually tag things tw [trigger] or .[trigger], and I try to be extremely extensive, and please let me know if you want something tagged! 

I need eating disorders tagged, and I also prefer graphic body horror tagged as well, as well as any mention of incest/pedophilia. Additionally please tag drug normalisation & fetishisation if we are mutuals, and note I may unfollow for abuse apologia. Please feel free to message me about anything as well, unless it’s these.

I am not comfortable with my things being tagged with ship names for pedophilia or incest, which I also have blacklisted and try to avoid (in short please don't tag my posts with SamDean).

If there's a potential that where content I reblog from goes could hurt you personally, you can personally tell me to try to blacklist your URL or not reblog for you. I have a lot of followers and a lot of activity and could never ever successfully promise that some original post wouldn't down line end up somewhere with a tag that could be triggering, and I do not block many people myself, but I genuinely never want to hurt anyone or trigger anyone.

I sometimes post about very dark or potentially triggering things, so please feel free to let me know if there needs to be something else tagged! I do tag all my cage trauma posts with Lucifer and try to with other warnings, but let me know if there’s anything specific.

I would also want minors to blacklist 18+ and not interact with that content on my blog.

as for organisation, I tag #incoherents as my personal and creation tag. I also have a general writing tag and a more targeted writing tag. I also have an edit tag, a webweave tag, a lyrics tag, an ask+anonymous tag, etc.

For fandom, I generally tag everything including reblogs with a shortened name (such as hs, spn, sammy, cas, dean, etc,) and then the full+that for original posts (homestuck, supernatural, sam winchester, castiel, dean winchester). This is also true of other things such as mental health and mh, so forth, unless tumblr censored it. I usually don’t tag as much for music/aesthetic unless it’s a trigger or an original post, but I try to be very thorough with fandom, and if there’s every something someone wants tagged let me know! though I won’t tag not [insert] because it would be too much for me to keep track of. I tagged wank cw for negative things in fandom.

For Supernatural, I also am careful to tag all ship content if you don’t like a particular ship (like destiel or sastiel), and gen tags are usually character and character (sam and dean), though some ship names can be platonic for sure. I tag seasons (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15). I also tag most episodes by name (pilot, all hell breaks loose, lucifer rising), and I tag them by caps and their number name for screen caps/edits (1x01, 2x21/2x22, 4x22). I also have a tag .f for foundational parts of the show and .f.c for relating to characters, .l for significant parallels, .h for more headcanon than canon, and .s.n for science related, but these are very incomplete and new. 

My tagging is extensive, but it’s still hard to find certain types because I posted way more than my system was used to!

#incoherents #.ask to tag

[fandomshatewomen]

CW: abuse/abuse apologia /// UGH, mostly managed to dodge all news re: D3pp/H3ard trial (which is super triggering for me), but then an influencer brought it into my sphere, and A) pissed this influencer turned out to be unsafe, and B) c'mon - since when are we letting being abused an excuse for why abusing someone else is okay??? Like why was any of that even relevant??? I really thought we knew better than this. I should have known better. UGH.

I don't know the situation between them or the trial and I try not to pay attention but like regardless ppl need to use trigger warnings! Idc if this influencer doesn't like to use trigger warnings everyone should use trigger warnings!

I'm so sorry that happened to you!

mod laina

#abuse #abuse apologia #abuse apologism #abuse tw

[owletarc-recipts]

SUBMITTED BY ANONYMOUS USER : cw for : pedophilia, pedophilia apologia, incest, romanticizing incest ( between adopted siblings ), racism, use of the g slur, use of the d slur, lepshobia, victim blaming, deadnaming, misgendering, abuse apologia, student x teacher, and stalking.

all posts are taken from the past month ( july - august 2021 ) from their twitters : @/gristrai and @/ninjasofluv

GOOGLE DOC LINK HERE.

#racism / #transphobia / #anti Romani racism / #slurs / #misgendering / #deadnaming / #abuse apologia / #incest / #lesphobia / #victim blaming /

[justmenoworries]

Ahh, the classic CW comebacks. Only mildly above what an edgy gradeschool kid would say. but ten times as cringy.

Butch throwing out the trash like he ought to.

Also, “Bubbles hisses”? What is she, a freaking cat??

Henrietta is the most interesting character in this reboot so far.

Fuckboi Drake: *abuses his daughters throughout their entire childhood for fame*

also Fuckboi Drake: “Why do my daughters hate me? Q_Q”

It’s the abuse apologia for me.

#cw powerpuff girls #liveblog

[theshriekingsisterhood]

So hey not to be rude I get disliking Megatron but I dont get how you can dislike Megatron but also love Whirl so much?

[CW: Big Megatron Hate; non-graphic discussion of abuse, genocide, and war crimes; fantasy racism; abuse apologia; Liking Whirl]

Well if ur looking for extremely good well articulated reasons ur not in luck but this is what pops out for me just at this moment. Disclaimer that this is “why I like Whirl more than Megatron” not “why everyone should like Whirl more than Megatron” it’s fine to hate both of them:

Megatron did a shitton of genocide, like, full on genocide guided by a philosophy clearly meant to parallel white supremacy

Megatron “””was””” (read: is still currently in all but name) a fascist

Megatron keeps getting credit for “changing” when there very little solid behavioral proof that he is proactively taking action to make up for his bad deeds-- it’s like the narrative thinks learning “people of different races are alive too” and “genocide is bad” redeems everything he’s done

MTMTE/LL has increasingly become a vortex of liberal fash-apologism centered around Megatron wangst which is: incredibly boring, taking screentime from more interesting arcs/characters, at this point rehashed to death

Dwelling so heavily on Megatron’s “moral ambiguity” (while his bad deeds are glossed over and implied/mentioned rather than shown, and his good deeds are central to the narrative) as some kind of intellectual exercise is, imho, unconscionable considering the current rise of “respectable fascism” around the globe

Characters act OOC in order to Make Megatron Look Good on a “Mary Sue Parody Fic” level (Minimus and Rodimus come immediately to mind)

Fandom is heavy obsessed with Megatron abuse-apologia which has lead I and numerous other abuse victims to feel extremely unsafe in fandom spaces.

Megatron is in text an unrepentant emotional and physical abuser, (in contrast, Whirl’s possible perpetration of abuse is a word-of-god insinuation based in ableism and thus I choose to ignore it).

When he was teaching an optional informative class he failed someone for putting forward their best effort (why the fuck was their work even being graded) and was generally an obnoxious patronizing fuck. He just gives off this vibe like he’s always gotta be the smartest guy in the room and he fucking loves making people feel diminished and crushing their self-worth.

He pulled god-mod vortex powers out of his ass and can use magical karate chops to cure alcoholism, which is just silly.

Ravage, my best friend, died for his bullshit.

All of the above, imho, puts Megatron in a “league of his own” in terms of detestibility. The combo of both in-universe and meta factors leads me to hate him more intensely than characters who could be argued as just as bad or worse based on in-universe factors. 

In addition,

Whirl is probably the most prominent “”“heroic””” disabled character in MTMTE/LL, and is pretty frank about not wanting to be “fixed.” (Note: Megatron ofc has PTSD in part from committing unspeakable war crimes, and his “forced medication” arc codes him pretty clearly as having strongly stigmatized mental illness. For that matter, lots of MTMTE/LL Characters are disabled. But Whirl is defined by it in a way that feels different to me.)

The narrative allows Whirl to be wrong, acknowledges that she has fucked up and continues to fuck up while still slowly learning to be better (in ways that are actually evident in her behavior and choices)

As an abuse victim she gives me, The Relateable “Bad Survivor” Feels, and I like that her arc isn’t about “forgiving her abusers” or “becoming who she was before the abuse” which are tropes I hate but are everywhere in survivor narratives.

She is emotionally constipated and would die if someone figured out she cared about people (but is also very bad at hiding that she cares about people) which is a character trait I love.

Murder Flamingo Gunkink

The Secret Is In The Splitting

Whirl is hot and Megatron isn’t. Sorry not sorry for posting The Truth

#Sis Shrieks #anons #I know i shouldn't put this in the Megatron tag #but should I put it in the Whirl tag #I'm gonna play safe and put it in #none tag #Anonymous