#dehumanizing language

[intersectionalpraxis]

Trevonte Helton, a 29 year old Black man, "was found hanging from a tree at High Shoal Falls in North Georgia." This man was murdered, and their quick eagerness to call this an "isolated" incident is just horrifying.

#feminist #social justice #feminism #current events #current news #atlanta #georgia #antiblackracism #racism #dehumanizing language #global news #world news #united states #palestinian liberation #black liberation #black lives matter #hate crime tw #hate crime #tw murder

[sigmahimejoshi]

Pillow princesses do nothing in bed except take my strap, look pathetic, and moan like a bitch what is there not not to like about that? They're like a cute fleshlight!

#wlw and nblw only #wlw concepts #nsft concept #wlw nsft #wlw ns/fw #lesbian #dehumanizing kink #dehumanisation tw #dehumanizing language #butch lesbian #lesbian sex #femme dyke #femme lesbian #femme4butch #femme4femme #butch4butch

[obazervazi]

Some common leftist beliefs

I've been seeing some peculiar beliefs in leftist spaces recently.

• Nazis are literally subhuman and deserve to die.

• Zionism is a Nazi movement

• All Jews are secretly zionists

To an outside observer, these beliefs can look innocent (I am far too guilty of number 1, honestly) but the problem is a lot of people believe all three. By the transitive property, they believe that all Jews are subhuman and deserve to die. That is a very familiar and terrifying sentiment to us Jews.

Be careful dehumanizing literally anyone. Once you accept that Nazis, or pedophiles, or other evil people are subhuman, your definition of "Nazi" can be expanded. It can even be expanded to include groups that were originally targeted in the Holocaust. Do better.

#jumblr #antisemitism #leftist antisemitism #dehumanizing language

[whump-a-saurus]

i had a vision please let me just

cw: begging, kinda dehumanizing, attempted murder i guess, bad writing

a whumper breaks into someone’s house (with the intent of killing them). they got a knife or gun in their hand. they find the whumpee and basically chase them all around their house until eventually backing them up into a corner.

at this point, whumpee genuinely believes that they are about to die, so before they can even really think about what they’re doing, they drop to their hands and knees and beg for their life.

most of it is just crying and saying “pleaseplease dont, please-” over and over again. at some point they grabbed onto the killers pant leg like a child would in their desperate attempt for mercy. they don’t even remember doing it to be honest.

once that little outburst is over, whumpee realizes that their begging was not only humiliating, but most likely pointless. whumpee stays frozen in place, like a deer in the headlights, not daring to look up like it’s the only thing keeping them alive.

whumper is unnaturally quiet, and they stay quiet for way too long. whumpee can’t tell from the position they’re in, but whumper was uncharacteristically amused by this little show. normally they would have killed and their victims by now, maybe they’re getting soft.

after a few more minutes of deafening silence, whumpee finally gets enough courage to try and look up at them. their eyes almost reach their face when whumper grabs their hair, and slowly (but roughly) leans their head back down.

now whumpee is confused. are they still going to kill them? are they going to let them go? that seems way to easy… whumpers hand is still lingering on their head, in a way that could almost be mistaken as comforting.

whumpee was almost going to say something when whumpers hand starts moving, they flinch violently as they feel fingers ruffling their hair, as if they were a dog.

whumpee has a feeling they aren’t going to be let go anytime soon.

(sorry for the horrible writing i’ve never really done one of these before, and also i’m really tired)

#i’m sick and twisted in the head :3 #whumpee #whump #whump community #whump scenario #whump tropes #whump writing #whumpblr #whumper #whump prompt #writing #dehumanizing language #whump things #whump tag #whump whump whump #whump ideas #sorry for bad quality #pet whump

[a-whumped-tea]

"What's wrong?

You think people shouldn't be treated like this?

Well, I have to agree. People shouldn't be treated like this.

But you aren't a person, are you?"

#whump writing #whump #whump community #whump prompt #whump scenario #whump ideas #whumper #whump idea #whumper dialogue #whump dialogue #dialogue prompt #writing prompt #dehumanisation tw #dehumanizing language #villain whumpee #whumpee

[lasttarrasque]

#free palestine #palestine #queer #from the river to the sea palestine will be free #free gaza #gaza #israel #fuck israel #dehumanizing language

[transmasccofee]

[ TW for implied/referenced suicide, dehumanization, and temporary character death ]

this is why you dont talk to kusuke

#comic #suicide #suicide ment #dehumanizing language #death tw #murder tw #the last two are temporary #dont ask when this is set in canon it is not. i dont do timelines. this happens in the ether of my mind palace. #saiki k fanart #saiki kusuo #aiura mikoto #saiki kusuke #also jic if wants to write like a fic or anything inspired by this i do not mind #art tag

[phantoms-planet]

Barred Protection

Chapter Four

AO3 Here

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“What do you mean it’s happened again?” Percy Daelus heaved out a sigh. His assistant toed at the worn tile floor nervously. “Was it given too high of a dose?”

“No, it’s the same dose it gets every day.”

“And it’s stopped producing tears again?”

Carter nodded before pulling up the reports from the subject’s newest feeder. Daelus growled. He hated this one, she was so scared to get close that a few times the subject had gone unfed. As if a protection entity would just up and hurt someone. The thought made his eyes roll.

He read the report, all too similar to a handful of others, before getting to his feet. While it pained him to abandon his paperwork he knew he wouldn’t get any more if the subject couldn’t produce what they needed.

“Have the handlers enact Protocol Seven. I’ll deal with this.”

His assistant sped from the room instantly. Daelus stalked out of his office, growling at anyone who passed him in the halls who seemed ready to grab his attention. They could all wait.

A handler met him at the door. “Sir, he’s been lowered. Are you sure-?”

“I don’t pay you to question me, open the door.” He snarled.

“Yes, right of course, sorry sir.”

The door slid open and Daelus snapped his eyes to the floor. Subject P was curled in a tight ball staring blankly at the walls. Its chains were resting open beside it. As per the protocol the screens were shut off. Biting down another growl at the setback he knelt by the figure.

It barely responded when he scooped it into his lap. Gentle as possible, Daelus ran his fingers through the stark white hair. It moved on its own already. It were as if there was always a wind ruffling through the locks. Hypnotic, he always found it.

A small whimper drew his attention to Subject P’s freckled face. It was twisted in a grimace. “Shhh. It’s alright.” A part of Daelus wondered if the subject took the form of a young boy for a reason. The people he’d bought it from, loons called the GIW who insisted the entity was a ghost, hadn’t given any explanation for the choice.

“Hush now, everything will feel better soon.” There was never proof that this being even understood him. He still kept his tone low and soft. “People are getting better thanks to you. We just need you to cry again.”

Subject P writhed to get closer to him. Another whimper. “I’ll be here until you can produce them again. I’m here.”

Long after his legs fell asleep and his stomach started aching the entity choked out a sob. Daelus grinned. It always took hours to get Subject P back to a proper state but it was worth it. “Go on now, that’s it.” Pride surged as the one sob turned into two, then a whole string of them.

Quickly the handlers went to hanging Subject P back up so the tears could be collected. Daelus brushed himself off before leaving to get back to his paperwork.

On his way back to his office the feeder ran into him. Literally. Daelus silenced her apologies. “What are you running through my halls for?”

“I was…” She gulped as she glanced the way he had come.

“Ah, feeding it. Don’t.”

“What?”

Daelus sneered at her. “You’re inadequate for this. Its gone unfed far too many times under your hands. Return to your lodgings. I’ll decide what to do with you tomorrow.” The feeder looked deeply relieved at that order. Another growl threatened him.

The first feeder had been torn apart by P’s scream, healed of course but still unwilling to return, the second quit after claiming to have grown attached to the “boy”, and the third refused to work after being in the room with the screens on as he fed P.

Frankly Daelus wasn’t happy with needing to find another. It shouldn’t be so hard to shove food in its mouth and leave. A frustrated sigh slipped from his lips as he sat back down.

Maybe switching one of the handlers to a feeder would work?

He mulled over this idea as he sat back down at his desk. Unfortunately, he didn’t get a chance to start on his paperwork again. A ringing came from his pocket.

Daelus sneered at his phone before breaking into a smile at the number. “Mr. Wayne!”

---

Clockwork was a mysterious man, even to other ghosts. He had much more power than many of them had and a domain that no others could escape. Many other ghosts felt justifiably wary when it came to the god.

Frostbite was very much not one of them. While Clockwork was fond of riddles and hands off guidance, the yeti could tell he wasn’t malicious. He didn’t always agree with the other ghost's methods but when it came to Danny he was willing to trust the process. Even if trusting the process made his skin all itchy at that moment.

“Are you certain this will end well for Phantom?”

Clockwork, a small child in appearance, merely gave a knowing smile.

With a sigh Frostbite turned to the mirror they had been observing the young godling through. He was physically very malnourished and there would certainly be a toll on his mental state.

It was painful watching the child choking out sobs. “The others are getting…impatient Clockwork. They want to know that he is somewhere safe.”

“I am aware.”

“How much longer-“

Clockwork shifted to an old man. The expression on his face changed from the almost smug knowingness to a worried scowl. “Admittedly they are taking longer to get to Danny than I predicted. Perhaps if I…”

“The Observants will not like what you are planning, will they?” The yeti was smiling despite the slight chiding in his tone.

“When do they ever?” A smile graced the other ghost’s face again. “There is nothing wrong with a little nudge; a lucky break. If they don’t like it they are welcome to try interfering with this time-stream themselves.”

Frostbite let out a hearty laugh. The god of time always got so much amusement out of pushing the buttons of the council. Frankly he couldn’t blame the guy. His brief joy was killed by the visual of Danny in the mirror.

“Are you certain we can’t-?”

“Yes.”

“But perhaps if-“

Clockwork set his hand on Frostbite’s shoulder. “No. The chance of one of us getting harmed and Danny snapping is far too high. He must be rescued by Her Knights. He needs to recover away from the chaos us ghosts bring for his own sanity. Everything is as it should be Frostbite; you must keep the others from changing this.”

The yeti nodded, resolve hardening at the certainty in Clockwork’s face. “I will assure the others and prepare a room for Phantom for when he is ready.”

“Good. He will need plenty of your help when he is more stable.”

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dpxdc #ao3 fanfic #my writing #dehumanizing language

[soullessjack]

this is kind of a spitball but does anyone remember learning about the Japanese internment camps in WW2 and how all American-born Japanese citizens, including children and infants, were kept there on suspicion of being spies in the war? how “anyone with a drop of Japanese blood” qualified for incarceration? and everyone naturally responded to this with “how can a child or baby be a spy?” “how does being slightly Japanese make you a spy?” and everyone could so easily see the unfairness of that, but now with the case of Palestinian children and infants and American-Palestinian citizens, I have seen grown adults claim that the carpet bombings and air strikes and shootings and stabbings are all somehow fair, justified, deserved, etc. because they “grow up to be terrorists,” and it’s “Allah’s punishment for their sins.” that tiny little children “brought it on themselves” because god forbid a resistance group resists genocide.

we could see the unfairness then, enough for a fucking formal apology to be issued for it, but why can’t we see it now? is it because now it’s brown people facing unfair treatment and hatred and you can’t put them into your homogenous circle of whiteness like the Japanese? the words may be different, but dehumanizing language never changes. propaganda never changes, and neither does the American capacity for cognitive dissonance apparently.

#cal.txt #palestine #free palestine #gaza #end the genocide #ww2 history #japanese internment #dehumanizing language #like ….. did we really just not learn anything at all #idk

[republicansaredomesticterrorists]

Hamas, Hezbollah, and other Iranian proxies are to blame. Nobody cares for the actual Palestinians who are pawns and human shields for Iran’s foreign policy. Egypt denounces Israeli counter measures against Hamas but won’t take in Palestinian refugees or allow humanitarian aid to cross into Gaza.

The world will never be stable as long as rogue fascist states like Russia, China, and Iran use terrorists as foreign policy proxies. It’s asymmetrical warfare which is using unconventional means when you can’t defeat someone on the battlefield. Cyber attacks, hostile financial manipulation, terrorism, misinformation, propaganda, radicalization, election meddling, and just about any kind of disruptive practice you can imagine.

#palestine #Gaza #right wing propaganda #dehumanizing language #radicalization

[sigmahimejoshi]

You weren't made for work, my sweet doe. You are supposed to be a fleshlight that sits pretty and looks cute because everyone knows that's the only reason why someone as pathetic as you would be put on this world. Any other job would be too much for my little baby, so you should stick to being a free hole instead of getting an education or getting a job since being a sex toy is what you're good at

#hypnosis #brainwash kink #brainwashing #dumbification #dumbimbofication #fleshlight sub #dehumanisation tw #dehumanizing language #wlw and nblw only #nsft concept #wlw concepts

[batneko]

Zombieman's doing totally fine. Nothing to worry about.

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#yes I just gave his constantly-open shirts a sad backstory #you're welcome #opm au #undead kingdom au #my art #zombieman #smoking #tw panic attack #tw noose #dehumanizing language

[hittingthebrainsfunnybone]

Affrimations for your whumpee! By whumper

inspired by/paraphrased from good old George Orwell 1984

Faced with enough pain, no one is a hero. They'll give you up for relief, and you'll do the exact same.

I'll spend my goodwill by tolerating your struggle or granting you the ocassional moment of solace. Be grateful and choose wisely.

The only proof of your pain is your own perception of it, and your mind is so easily deceived.

You'll never be your old self, because I didn't remold wet clay. You were a cracked pot, already passed through the fire and ruined, so I crushed everything you were to dust and made something nicer to keep on display.

It's not easy becoming sane, but you're a particularly slow learner, and I'm losing patience.

If you're not even strong enough to hold two contradictory beliefs in your mind, you're not strong enough to handle reality.

If you never forget what you are, you'll never be punished for rebelling, and if you never rebel, you'll never forget who you belong to.

The only way you'll be able to hide your obvious secrets and glaring flaws is by lying to yourself so thoroughly that you forget the truth.

Assume I'm always listening, always watching, and you'll never have to be afraid of doing something that demands punishment.

You're your own worst enemy. The nerves, the imperfections, the weaknesses- the very impulses of electricity from your brain to your body guide my hand.

Don't give me a reason to exercise greater control over you. There's no reason I should ever give it up once I have it after all.

If tell you a comforting lie, take it as a gift and make it your comfortable truth, because it's the only comfort I'll waste on you.

Your story isn't a tragedy. A tragedy has an audience and a cartharsis. There's nothing satisfying or sympathetic about watching your same stupid mistakes over and over. And you begged me not to bring an audience.

Never again will you be capable of ordinary human feeling. Everything will be dead inside you. Never again will you be capable of love, or friendship, or joy of living, or laughter, or curiosity, or courage, or integrity. You will be hollow. I will squeeze you empty, and then fill you as I please.

Love,

Whumper

#whump #whump prompt #whump prompts #whumpee #whumper #whumpblr #writing #psychological conditioning #conditioning #conditioning whump #conditioning tw #pet whump #kinda pet whumpy? but just in case #dehumanisation tw #dehumanizing language #intimate whumper #im not sure how to tag this but it feels like the negativity has a lot of trigger potential but idk how to describe #whump writing

[vivitheanimaxen]

Even when he went home that night, Impulse couldn't stop thinking about the mer he'd found.

It was one thing to find him washed up on the beach just outside, but it was another entirely to try and think about what the next while would look like, taking care of the merdude.

Zedaph was still at the rescue, and would be until either he or Skizz could get back. Impulse didn't want to chance anyone else finding out about the literal merman sitting in one of the recovery pools. They'd have to tell Xisuma eventually, probably sooner than Impulse might like to, but, well.

He didn't know what might happen if the rest of the rescue caught word of this, let alone the internet.

Impulse sighed, running a hand through his hair. Who knew that following Skizz down to the beach that fated dayyears ago would lead to-- well. This.

Either way, he needed to clean up, get some food, and then get some sleep. Zed wasn't a stranger to pulling all-nighters, so it wasn't odd for him to stay at the rescue, but still. Impulse wouldn't quite be able to breathe easy until he could see the mercreature again.

In the morning, Impulse grabbed a green tea for Zedaph on his way back to the rescue, handing it off with a bagel to the man as they 'swapped shifts'.

"Anything change during the night?" Impulse asked, shifting his weight from foot to foot.

"Nope. You should probably bring it some food though. Try fish, maybe? I bet it'd take that." Zedaph shrugged, taking a sip of his tea, "I'd use tongs though, wouldn't want those fangs to take a bite out of you."

"I'll be careful, Zed, don't worry." Impulse shook his head, "You should go get some sleep."

"Yep. Gotta finish up first, then it's off to bed with me."

"You better." Impulse called over his shoulder as he stepped out, going to grab a pair of tongs and some food for the merdude.

When he stepped into the recovery room, what Impulse found made him pause. Well-- it was more what he was hearing. The mer was chirping. It wasn't s loud that it could be heard outside of the room, but it certainly filled it, bouncing off the hard surfaces. To Impulse it sounded like a slurred mix of a dying fire alarm on fast forward and a baby dolphin calling for help.

Impulse stepped up to the edge of the pool, setting the pail down as he took in the sight.

The mer was curled up the best he could with all the bandages and the cast on his wrist, warbling. His eyes were glazed over, seemingly staring at nothing. His fins were all pinned tight to his body, like he was trying to hide.

The last thing Impulse wanted to do was startle an injured sea creature with fangs that looked like they could bite someone's finger clean off. So, he grabbed a catch pole from over against the wall, and dipped the end into the water next to the merman, nudging it against his tail.

Impulse was instantly glad that he hadn't stuck his hand into the water.

The mer lunged-- grabbing the pole with a screech and a splash and almost yanking it out of Impulse's hands.

He pulled it from the water a moment later, once the mer let go.

Impulse's jaw just about hit the floor, once he saw the bite marks. This particular brand of pole was made to withstand a bite from a shark. But now it was--

If that had been Impulse's hand, he would have just lost at least a couple fingers.

At least.

He was going to have to show this to Zedaph.

Well then. At least he had gotten the mer's attention, it was practically glaring at him now. Was that-- hissing? It was hard to tell with the distortion from water to air, but the way that tail was coiled--

The mer looked like a snake ready to strike.

Maybe feeding it would help with the situation? Impulse took the tongs and grabbed a fish from his bucket, slowly offering it until the fish touched the surface of the water. The mer's eyes narrowed, watching. It's mouth parted slightly-- was it able to smell it in the water? It wasn't reaching up to grab it.

So, Impulse gave the fish a little shake, before dropping it. And just in time, too.

Again, the mer lunged, snatching up the offending object. Impulse watched as it bit down on the fish, before seeming to realize that it was food.

Impulse let the mer eat for a moment, before dropping another fish into the pool. This was progress, at least. If it was eating, that meant it had a chance.

#team zits au #team zits #impulsesv #zedaph #tangotek #viviwrites #emberfish au #dont mind me #we're goin back in time a touch with this one #gotta fill out the story more methinks #also i dont think i've shown WHEN Tango bit through a pole. #miscommunication #dehumanisation tw #dehumanizing language #not on purpose though #Impulse doesn't know Tango is sentient after all #they just think he's like a dolphin #hermitfic

[sky-daddy-hates-me]

A country that condemns Israel for its genocide is doing this to the indigenous people of the land its colonising.

Please, don't think that being against another genocide absolves them of their own human rights violations.

#west papua #indonesia #human rights #human rights violations #tw blood #tw knives #genocide #indonesien genocide #kiwirok #kiwirok bombings #kiwirok massacre #racism #dehumanisation tw #dehumanizing language #timor #east timor #free palestine #free west papua #Prabowo Subianto #defense minister Prabowo Subianto #President Joko Widodo

[the-garbanzo-annex-jr]

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#seth frantzman #extreme rhetoric #dehumanization #dehumanizing language #israel #xenophobia #ethnic cleansing