#r@pe awarness

[weeby-monster-the-bastard]

"you can wash your body 100 times, never get justice, but that trauma will never leave, no matter how much you hide it." -ivan/olyver rae nadia

#sad poem #original poem #poem #mental health #csa awarness #r@pe awarness #sad poetry

[theflikchic]

JKR really wrote "I am not transphobic! I don't fear trans people! I'm just absolutely terrified that every trans woman I see is a secretly an abusive man waiting to rape me at every turn!" Girl, I- I just- How did this woman ever manage to write a good, narratively coherent series when she can't even keep her damn tweets straight? Like, hot dog, was HP divine intervention because there ain't no way she had that skill and it just vanished like that. This is ludicrous.

#and yes i do think HP is a well-written series #speaking as someone studying old literature and English #they're objectively good #she just you know #sucks ass and has zero self awareness #how did we come to this #girl please go back to being obsessed with wizards #im begging #harry potter #jk rowling #tw jk rowling #tw transphobia #tw r@pe #this bitch #ruining a perfectly good fantasy series is what you did

[spicyclover]

All the things you said | Finale part

Summary: A big dinner is organized by Charles to bring together some pilots and their wives, girlfriends, sister and friends. Everyone enjoys the evening until a topic of conversation leads to dark revelations. What secrets will be revealed?

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

Hope you’ll enjoy this part. Let me know in the comments section!

I'm open to requests.

Thank you, and Enjoy! :)

Lots of love, xxx Spicy Clover

WARNING: mention of SU*C*DE WARNING !R@PE! TOUGH CONTENT, BE AWARE!

If you need help. Please get help. You are loved, and your life is valued. Even if you don’t see it, you are loved.

DISCLAIMER:  This story is fiction and has no correlation with reality. All site names making acts, violence or any other type of aggression are used for artistic purposes, and they did not commit those acts.

He acquires at her request despite himself. Unable to fight anymore, fatigue slowly eats him away, and he knows that he is of no help if he is exhausted. He leaves the room not without a last kiss, a last look, a last goodbye.

On the following day, Charles came. Staying for hours next to you. Stroking your hair, mumbling your name, praying for you to wake up. He can't take you out of his brain. He can't take you out of him. You're haunting him. We realize how important it is in our life when we lose someone we take for granted. Charles looks at you as a friend until he realizes he loves you. Is it too late? Were you supposed to be?

Sebastian came a few times, only a few minutes. He can't unseen what he saw. He plays and plays the night in his head over and over again. Wondering what he could have done differently.

The doctors are not really optimistic about your recovery. Your body is tired. Your mind is exhausted. They did all they could do. All we have to do is wait. Wait for you to come back. Wait for you to fight for your life. How could you fight if you're not even awake? It's painful.

Strangely enough, he came. The rapist. The abomination of your life. You came late at night when everyone left. He felt bad. "It's too late to feel bad," you think when you feel his hand and you. You wanted to cry, to scream, but nothing. He left shortly after. Looking at you one last time. Looking at what he did to you. You hear from Lando a few days later that he got arrested. Other girls spoke, and there were enough accusations to start a trial. Even more strange, it did nothing to you. Well, how could you feel? When he toked everything you got and smashed it in a million pieces?

Sometimes, you can feel the warmth of the afterlife tingling your skin. You feel it right near you, calling you. Calling you to answer the call. You want to feel this feeling of peace, this quietness. You don't know how to feel. You just want to float. You forgot how to be happy. How to be. Why fight if you may never find yourself again? What were you made for? You wonder to yourself.

Time flies. A couple of weeks passed. You made some improvements for the doctors to feel optimistic for you to wake up eventually. You're stabilized by all those machines. Your parent finally arrived a few days after you were admitted. You can feel your mother's tears on your cold hands and the soft kisses of your father on your forehead. You can smell the sunflower Heidi brought you every time she comes to see you. Sometimes you want to react. To show her you listen. But you can't. Or you don't want?

The feeling of loneliness passed. You can see now how much you're loved. How they love you. You love to hear Arthur talking about your favourite series. You love to hear Sebastian remembering childhood moments whenever he found the courage to come. You love to listen to your mom singing your favourite songs. You love to hear Daniel telling dad jokes, hoping you'll smile in your sleep. You love hearing Lando talking about his latest Quadrant adventures or Twitch lives. You love to listen to Charles saying how much he loves you. How much his life is plain without you. You can't imagine somebody else cared so much about you.

That makes you cry. You can't show them you can hear. You can't show them you love them too. You can't show them how grateful you are or will be. More time passed, and the more you could slowly feel you were losing yourself. All you need to do is happen your eyes, but for some reason, it seems an impossible task to do.

"This is impossible," Alices says in disbelief at the creature rising upon her.

"Only if you believe it is." The hatter whispers, scared of the outcome of all this adventure. But wasn't this all the point of this madness?

"Sometimes, I believe as many as six impossible things before breakfast."

"That is an excellent practice." The hatters says. "However, just now, you might want to focus on the Jabberwocky."

"Six impossible things. Count them, Alice. One, there's a potion that can make you shrink. Two, and a cake that can make you grow. Three, animals can talk. Four, Alice, cats can disappear. Five, there's a place called Wonderland. Six, I can slay the Jabberwocky."

You feel yourself falling into the rabbit hole, and you have been in Wonderland all this time. That's it! You can do it. Six impossible things before breakfast.

"One, you will get a major in architecture."

"Two, you can drive an F1 car."

"Three, you can be happy again."

"Four, Y/n, there's a place for you in this universe."

"Six, I will fight for my life."

At this, though, he feels darkness rising upon you. Everything fades away slowly. You can hear the constant beep of the machines around you. You can feel Charles's hands against yours. You can smell the hospital room you're in. You can see the light shutters again you close your eyes.

Then... you breathe.

Feeling the grass on your feet. The autumn breeze cools down your spine. For the first time, you appreciate being alive. To fill your lungs with air, to hear the water crash against the rocks, to feel the sun warm up your skin, and to taste food again.

You feel a hand around your waist, and Charles brings you closer to him. He sticks you to his bare chest. He holds you firmly for fear that you will disappear again. It makes you smile to see him so loving, so gentle, and so attentive. You turn your gaze from the blue horizon to meet his emerald eyes. He smiles tenderly. His eyes sparkle with a thousand lights when you return his smile. You hold these eyes a few moments before you look wandering towards his lips.

If only it could be true.

If only you could be with him.

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This is the end of All the things you said. I know it's sad, but it must come to an end. Let me know what you think in the comment. <3

Tag list: @tyna-19​ @dessxoxsworld @ynbutbetter @alexander-hamilhoe @honethatty12 innieblogg janeholt3 mloyer heeseung-baby 

#charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc angst #charles leclerc fluff #f1 #f1 imagine #warning #sensible content #r*pe mention #su*cide #be aware

[quillkiller]

some of you should know how to tag better. please

#christ #like do and write whatever you want i genuinely encourage it #but please tag correctly #ive curated my little fandom bubble on tumblr so carefully i was genuiney in shock ahdhfjdjdkk #like. it was a Long Time Ago something genuinely triggered me and made me uncomfortable #its fine tho and i blocked the person and like. im not trying to fault them for writing it #and exploring whatever they want to explore #but dear god tag correctly if you’re gonna write and post r*pe fantasies #better yet post all of it under the cut maybe #just. i feel so dumb. but ive been so uncomfy and affected by it for like hours now #JUST TAG CORRECTLY!!! OR POST THE ENTIRE THING UNDER THE CUT!!! #YOU CAN WRITE AND POST WHATEVER YOU WANT JUST PLEASE. BE AWARE OF WHAT YOU’RE POSTING AND HOW YOU’RE PRESENTING IT #lord knows i dabble in problematic ships too but id like to think im being mindful in how i post #and if im not feel free to tell me so

[italianpersonwithashippersheart]

Red Peafowl - Assumptions and Theories

Now that I am semi-confident that there won't be any more important announcement for Red Peafowl until the 25th (because I think the last two mystery announcement were the Main Character and Main Love Interest) I am ready to write up my Red Peafowl assumptions/theories/wishes post.

Edit: There has been another update with the plot and some images of either the pilot trailer or the actual series link here. Once again thanks to @mysterygrl20 for putting the post with the google trnaslation here on tumbrl.

Going to use as basis for my information @blmpff post here; @mysterygrl20 individual posts tag here; and the mdl plot synopsis here; along with the synopsis I read on cast announcment articles that goes like this: The drama tells the story of Lu Yi Peng, a former police officer who decides to live with Shuai on an island, raising birds. However, he realizes that the person he once had a relationship with is a powerful mafia boss.

Also going to tag @respectthepetty for helping me narrowing down the leads (YinWar/MossBank) and for sharing my madness over this crazy ass BL already.

Going to start by saying that I think the three mystery characters are the villain, the hero and the love interest. I am also going to work under the assumption that while the last two will be revealed on the 25th (I am leaning on YinWar at the present thanks to a comment made by @amos-reviews-main [hope you don't mind the tag] under the last announcment) the third one our villain will stay a mystery.

Let's beging

ASSUMPTION N#1

Given that there seems to be a significant event in the past we are either getting two timelines (similar to kiseki dear to me but more evenly split between past and present) or the events from the past will be a mystery to the viewers to be slowly revealed using flashbacks.

Both of the plots hint at this, the character description for the hero and the fact that some of the stuff in other character description also seem to hint that they were part of what happen in the past.

If the second non mdl plot is more accurate something brings our hero back to town and into dealing with the mafia. Which leads me to

ASSUMPTION N#2

Cooheart character will be intrumental to bringing his brother our hero back into the fold. His character description hints at him being the biggest point of the contention between our main couple and that he has some kind of accident.

Another character that has an accident is Gun's character.

Also there is a doctor nurse in the cast list.

Edit: Cooheart's character accident is the past, and it has left him with a disability. I do still believe that he will get someone involved in all of this.

Either Gun's accident involves Cooheart's character (not on purpouse) in the present or Cooheart's character had an accident in the past and is now seeing a doctor regularly.

ASSUMPTION N#3

Like I mention earlier I think our third mystery character is the villain. His body dissapeared = No body no murder = he is still alive. That is just the biggest writing rule ever.

If the actor for that character doesn't get revelead it means that one of the other actor is actually that character pretending to be someone else (probably one of the cops or a character that doesn't interact with the love interest for obvious reasons). If they do have a seperate actor that probably means that at least one if not more of our big cast is secretely working for him.

ASSUMPTION N#4

There are only two genres that benift from having such a big cast and making sure they all have identifiable characteristics and fan anticipation: Mysteries or Something with a high body count.

It means that our cast of characters are either Suspects or Victims or Both.

EDIT: It's a mystery. I do still believe some of the people from the big cast are going to die.

Either way I do think that a lot of the new people will end up dying at some point during the series.

ASSUMPTION N#5

Themes. If this show has decent writing I can already ID 3 themes.

The new tendency in bl fandom to romanticize the mafia. See Lee's character being a human trafficker and our lead being potentially not that great either.

The cops, and how they are not there to protect and serve and how much the crime fight is really a sham. See Frank's character being an undercover cop (a plot line that usually has a the undercover cop come out on the other side with a semi-broken relationship to his job)

Toxic Ships (a la: Kinnporsche, Hannibal and Interview with the Vampire)

About the last one: I have a personal metric on wether or not I enjoy a toxic "problematic" ship

Do you get the sense/vibe from the writing that the creator/writers of the show knows this is fucked. And I don't mean a lampshade comment with someone saying "This is not healty" and everything resuming as normal.

Is there a point in which the dynamic becomes more equal. As in no matter which character is objectively "worse" is there a point where it feels like the characters are on equal footing, on the same side, Hannibal does this really well for example.

Some ships that don't pass the test are: Twilight, 50 Shades, R*ylo; TharnType and every ship on Love Syndrome (do not ever watch that BL I am serious)

ASSUMPTION N#6

Ships.

FrankLee are obviously our second couple. They are both super relevant to the potential themes, they are obviously trying to pair braind (this is their third BL) and they were also announced first.

Boun and the Doctor are giving me crumbs ship vibe. They are both potentially important chartacters. But I feel like with all of this their relationship might have the least ammount of dedicated screen time.

Now the last one is less of an assumption and more of a wish really.

Max-Coohearth > now listen I know that Cooheart has a love interest already, Rome one of the first new guys announced in the cast. But Listen the fact they are already dating doesn't bode well for them. Cooheart is a super important character and it makes sense that his "proper" love interest would be someone in the mafia proper.

Plus Cooheart deserves it ok. I loved both of his major roles (uwma and my only 12%), but he wasn't allowed to be a proper sexy queer guy in either of them. Have you seen his instagram feed? It's picture after picture of him in sexy outfits. Let this man be in a high heat realtionship, put in a skirt. He deserves it and so do we.

Also Max from iconic pair MaxTul pair with Cooheart will heal people. It would totally fix me. And if they give this to me I will forgive anything and everything this show does wrong seriously I will be like: I was wrong on everything and the plot is not that good, but they give me MaxCooheart so 10/10.

Also the character description for Max's character makes me think that catchphrase they mention might be something similar to the English phrase: "Who's Your Daddy?" and [this is @respectthepetty's fault, I didn't use to have such glee about a possibly daddy kink] seeing Max Nattapol uttering the phrase Who's Your Daddy and potentially having a DaddyKink relationship with Cooheart is something I didn't know I needed but now I desperately desire.

#txt #red peafowl #red peafowl the series #i'm done #as you can see this show is already making crazy #i don't picture this going away anytime soon #i mentioned it in other tags before but I will say it again #i am hoping this will have good or at least decent writing #but all i really need with this cast is this being entartaining #and to not romanticising r*pe like th*rnt*pe and love s*ndrome #if you do toxic make it toxic proper be aware of it embrace it do it with a fucking purpose #also: forget the cast announcements i want to know who the writers are

[bananafishdepression]

Song "Daddy" by Korn and Ash Lynx :(

#before you search that song #you should be aware of tws #r@pe and s@ #songs really sad and has a sad backstory #listening to it made me understand Ash better #banana fish #asheiji #ash lynx #eiji okumura #ash x eiji #gay #lgbt #banana fish the stage #bananafish #anime #manga #bfish #eislan

[geminni5]

STOP! SPREADING! RAPE! CULTURE!

STOP! VICTIM! BLAMING!

#human rights #feminism #activism #rapeculture #stop victim blaming #rape culture awareness #r@pe culture #victim blaming #patriarchy #fuck the patriarchy #not mine

[vortexclu8]

just saw an entire rant about nathan with the tag touch some grass like i’m sorry but who are you telling to touch grass when you seethe so hard over a character a majority of people already don’t like/hate?

#also i’m so tired of the r/pe argument so tired it’s never fucking implied so why is it being fought tooth and nail. #he was manipulated. not saying he’s innocent i’m saying he’s nuanced and his sense of reality was undoubtably warped by jefferson #it isnt cute or innocent and i get there’s ppl out there who do that #but most nathan fans are very fucking aware he’s bad? like no shit? oh you wouldn’t be defending this in real life WELL DUH #also how tf was the voicemail manipulative and derivative if he knew he was dying. like man’s was like this is my only chance i can say this #the thing is we never got to see the regret #he suffered from delusions and suicidal ideation that was actually IMPLIED #wow! #also familial abuse! #meanwhile ppl will be like. Well chloe didn’t do this so! YES. because she’s written as a (flawed) main character that’s meant to be good #JFC YOU CAN LIKE BAD CHARACTERS WITHOUT HAVING A FIT ABOUT HOW YOU DONT LIKE ITTT

[erdogun-moved]

Just fyi, just because I love Sam Hydes comedy, doesn't mean I support his actions.

#i'm well aware what hes 'done'. #the p*do r*pe not the edgy n*zi shit #that broke the camels back for me #i support girls first

[deviantartidentitydisorder]

id love for someone to politely disagree with me because i know i just seem like someone who cant handle disagreements at all, i just cant handle people having fucking attitude with me

#the quickest way to make me lose my temper is to have some kind of smarmy snarky attitude while disagreeing with me #like genuinely i need to go to anger management for it its so bad. IM NOT LIKE THIS WITH EVERYONE WHO DISAGREES WITH ME JUST DONT BE AN ASS #BE AWARE OF WHAT YOURE TALKING ABOUT. DONT GO ALL WEIRD FANDOM SMARM ON ME ON A POST ABOUT A GAME THATS SPECIFICALLY ABOUT R*PE #ON MY PERSONAL VENT BLOG!?

[spicyclover]

All the things you said | part four

Summary: A big dinner is organized by Charles to bring together some pilots and their wives, girlfriends, sister and friends. Everyone enjoys the evening until a topic of conversation leads to dark revelations. What secrets will be revealed?

Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five

Hope you’ll enjoy this part. Let me know in the comments section! And to support me by tipping me!

I'm open to requests.

Little information, I will, for now, only post on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays.

Thank you, and Enjoy! :)

Lots of love, xxx Spicy Clover

WARNING: mention of SU*C*DE WARNING !R@PE! TOUGH CONTENT, BE AWARE!

If you need help. Please get help. You are loved, and your life is valued. Even if you don’t see it, you are loved.

DISCLAIMER:  This story is fiction and has no correlation with reality. All site names making acts, violence or any other type of aggression are used for artistic purposes, and they did not commit those acts.

It’s only when Charles' phone starts ringing that he looks away. He calmly enters the room and answers.

“Hello?”

You always liked the fields. You always loved hiding in the big wheat fields surrounding your grandparents' house when you were little. This stretch of yellow was as far as the eye could see. You liked feeling the stems between your fingers, the seeds melting to your touch, and the particular smell of wheat.

You remember a hot summer day. Lying on a tablecloth after a picnic, nature calms by this overwhelming heat, especially the calm of this yellow and green nature. You remember the farmer who held the farm. You spent days watching him working. Helping him through the mould. Watching him turn wheat powder into cereal. You remember this great man, always with a grain of wheat in his mouth that was constantly chewing.

You remember the hum that bees made at work. From wheat to wheat, pollen is harvested. You remember the nests in the hives that you created one summer. Your grandfather, with his jumpsuit, would go every morning and inspect the nests, and you loved watching him do it. You also loved to taste honey with each harvest. Honey is good. It’s sweet. It’s sweet. It’s wild.

You remember Sebastian. His blond hair, his smile, the sound of his kart engine. Many hours passed in his company at the track with his dad. You remember your big brother, following him and Sebastian all day long, like the annoying little sister you were. You remember falling from a tree after the boys thought it was a great idea to climb it. You see your brother jumping down the tree to get to you and hear Sebastian running back to the house to get help. You spent the night at the hospital. You broke your arms that summer, and you had a commotion. Your parents were furious and punished your brother for the rest of the vacation. 

You remember your first winter in the mountains. Mornings skiing, and afternoons making snowmen, eating maple syrup, drinking hot chocolate, just playing in the snow. See your happy brother’s face after he managed to get the last pancake.

You remember Sebastian’s victories. To see him move up from category to category. You remember his encounter with Hanna. You love Hanna. She is so sweet and kind. You remember your great jealousy towards her from the height of your twelve years. She who steals your Sebastian. She who steals your second brother. Oh yes, you were jealous, but she knew how to win your heart, and after all, she stayed.

You remember the Ferrari years. Everyone was in red. You saw the world with red glasses. Red like love. Red like anger. Red as the colour. Red as blood. It’s kind of at this time, when adolescence really starts that you start to change. Physically, mentally, and spiritually, you were no longer the wise little girl your parents admired and your brother despised. No, you grew up making mistakes, a lot of mistakes, until you met him.

Him. The golden boy. The one destined to be great.

You remember his perfume, his smell, his laughter, his mimics, his way of speaking, his way of being and his way of simply being. He intimidated you so much; this guy was destined for something big. Whereas you, we never expected much from you besides being pretty, lovely, not disturbing, quiet, and reserved.

Quiet. 

Reserved. 

Pretty. 

In those words, your brain falls into the dark side of your life. The darkened side of time. Painful and unhappy memories. The memories of him, the one who once was your best friend. He who once was your confidant. He who once saw fit to r*pe you.

To find you after the Grand Prix, in your apartment, in your house, in your home. To be a little too drunk, surely. To hold you firmly. To put his lips on yours. To hold your wrists. To put all his weight on your body. To force you into bed. To beg him to stop. To cry in silence. To feel it in you. To feel dirty. To feel unloved.

To feel alone, so lonely, too lonely. 

To find yourself curled up in a ball in a corner. To wait until morning for him to leave. To want to end your life. To end your nights. To seek help. To be abandoned. To be alone. To be dirty. To be silent. To be reserved. To be pretty.

To be pretty. 

To be pretty. 

To be. 

Silent is all you ask for. 

It’s been a long night. The hours have been staggering. The noises of monitors, nurses, doctors, and ambulances invade their ears. No one speaks, and no one dares speak. It is as if a white veil covers the weighing atmosphere and borrows all those present.

The wait is long, too long. They wait patiently for the outcome of this atrocious night, something that does not happen. Sebastian holds his head in his hands, tears have finished flowing, but his eyes are still red. He feels bad. He feels immense guilt. This mixture of shame, sadness, contempt and anger is eating him increasingly as the hours pass and pass before his eyes. He blames himself for not coming sooner. He blames himself for not holding you back. He blames himself for not seeing. He blames himself.

Full of life and ardour, this little girl was smothered under this icy water. Frozen in time. Only the repetitive sound of drops escaping from the pipe disrupted this freezing scene. She hides all her problems behind her smile. Never in his life has he thought of having this vision of you. This pure horror vision of an act yet so courageous. Because it takes courage to think about yourself before thinking about others. It takes courage to put yourself forward and not others. It takes courage to achieve what others have likely failed to achieve.

The roar of the machines stifled Charles. He closed his ears in the hope of silencing them. To see you with your tubes hanging around you, in you. On this hospital bed, this white bed, this room that feels the end. Eyes wet, Charles looks at your pale, serene face. The doctor’s words are dry and not encouraging. Your parents arrive a few hours later, a flight later. They cry. Your brother has tears in his eyes. Sebastian collapses in a corner. Hanna is there; a veil of sadness covers his eyes. Heidi cries in the arms of Daniel, who looks again in the eyes of Charles. Charles holds your hand, your hand. Your hands are icy by the water, frozen by the consequences, icy afterwards. Lando doesn’t dare come back. He feels guilty because he refused to believe you, to reach out to you, see you, and see your distress. He preferred to become blind rather than awake.

Charles, sitting next to you, is watching people walk by. To say goodbye to you, goodbye, forever. He doesn’t want to. He can’t. You’re still breathing. Your heart is still beating. So why do you have to leave? Why did you choose to go?

“Why?” He mumbles one more time, his head against your ear. “Why are you not fighting?” 

“Cha... we have to go.”

“No... I-I-I can’t. I can’t leave her.” His voice breaks in a sob.

“Charles,” Pierre says, putting a comforting arm on his shoulder. “Let her go.”

“No...” Charles pushes him away, gripping your hand tighter. “She’s going to survive. She’s going to live. She has to live. You have to live.” He prays, kissing your cold skin.

Pierre sight and get out of the room. His family, her family, his friends, and her friends are here waiting for him. The visiting hours are almost over. Everyone wants to go back to their house and sleep a bit. They haven’t slept all night. Charles hasn’t slept all night. Pascale enters the room quietly. Staring at his son. 

“Charles. We need to let her rest. Will come back in the morning, d’accord mon bébé?” She says, taking him in her arm. 

He acquires at her request despite himself. Unable to fight anymore, fatigue slowly eats him away, and he knows that he is of no help if he is exhausted. He leaves the room not without a last kiss, a last look, a last goodbye.

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#charles leclerc #charles leclerc sad #charles leclerc angst #charles leclerc fluff #sebastian vettel #f1 #f1 x reader #f1 x you #f1 angst #f1 sad #warning #sensible content #r*pe mention #su*cide #be aware

[traumaticenby]

It's been 4 months and few days from being raped. For this whole time I actually a lot changed - especially in mental and personality way. Even if the most of them are kind of not making my life easier, they made me realise something... Big, wonderful and interesting. Made me feel stronger.

Even if it meant that I needed to fight with 2 months long nightmares, with severe insomnia, which even now still exists in my life, with random flashbacks, with being fight or flight mode, with suicide attempt, with suspending everyone being bad guys, with feeling stuck in my own body, which I so much hated because I felt like a doll in a bad way, with people, who said and still say I just lie about being raped, with losing most of my 'friends', and much, much, much more.

But with that having a lot of inspiration to make stories related to my trauma, make art where is that trauma putted on, help to people, who were as well raped, because I now know too much well how it is.

Maybe I'm now seemed as dangerous and coldish, but I by myself know I just use it as a protection for myself and that I'm very kind person. I was raised to be kind. Maybe I hate this personality trait so much sometimes, but... In some situations I'm glad I'm like this.

Because ir wouldn't be me, if I wasn't kind, you know? It's one of my biggest personality traits, who makes me myself.

And when I realised that, I as well realised I started to slowly heal from the trauma.

Healing is not that fast thing, it's process, where in little steps I become a person, who is happier and happier each day. I don't say I don't fall and don't make mistakes. I do them. One of my falls are my extreme anger. Even aggression I could say. It came with my previous traumas, such as bullying. I often feel that it's all so unfair and why it all happens to me. I'm learning to calm down and say it happened for something and that I deserve much better. I try to avoid sharp objects or objects with fire. You know, self-harm...

It helps.

Maybe few weeks ago I wouldn't say that, but now I can say it - I'm glad that I'm still alive. Even if it's hard to even stay alive.

I believe someday I will be happy person again. I believe I will be healed someday, so I can not worry about stuff, which is in past. I believe that it will not affect me anymore soon or later.

Much, much, much love.

#vent ig #vent #venting #vent blog #vent post #ptsd recovery #recovery #recovery is possible #trauma recovery #recovery blog #ptsd awareness #ptsd healing #healing journey #healing #trauma survivor #traumatised #ptsd rape #rapeawareness #tw r@pe #tw trauma sa #tw trauma r@pe

[starberrybliss]

people thirsting for mehmed on reddit

#y’all are aware he tried to r*pe the mc right? #and it gave mc trauma and ptsd #he’s also mcs cousin….. #romance club #rc dracula a love story

[flustersluts]

Half of this sounds like rape and the other half sounds like abuse. I hate BDSM shit so bad go to fucking therapy

hey um ive always been desperate for my blog to be a safe space where ppl can interact with and discuss kink without needing to come across things like misogyny, cnc, and abusive power dynamics, so hearing this hurts

everything that i post or reblog assumes informed consent and i don't reblog cnc or anything that fucks with or pretends that there isn't that consent. i really dislike cnc and r*pe fantasies precisely because they romanticise noncon and blur the line between consent in daily life, and everything that i post is always from the perspective of two individuals who have discussed a situation beforehand and are comfortable with and enjoy it. i mean fuck the stuff that i love most about sex will always b the concept of two people having fun together, of helping someone relax and communicating with them abt what's gna make them feel best and how you can make them feel happy. i want that to come across in my writing and in the themes of this blog

at the same time ive seen a lot of blogs that emphasise consent in their bios and still post really gross cnc content and i don't want to just parrot that hypocrisy, so im going to try harder in the future to make sure that my posts / rbs can't be interpreted in a way that involves noncon. I do not ever want my content to be ambiguous with regards to consent and if it is then that's on me and im gonna do better

#on a separate note i mean this genuinely but i think u should try your hardest not to interact with content that makes you distressed or #feel crap like #there are a lot of blogs out there like r*pe blogs etc that just i used to be a lot more aware of and it freaked the hell out out of me and #eventually i just started blocking them all and like #i know it feels shitty to just ignore this stuff but its rlly just gna drive you insane to focus on it #and yeah if you have any actual tips as to what i can change or improve abt the stuff i post im willing to listen #at the same time the implication that bsdm is inherently abusive or nonconsensual just is not true #but yea:/ im genuinely sorry my blog made u feel the need to send this #and im happy to talk abt it more and what my views on this stuff are bc #it's smthn i think about a lot im not just. ignoring these issues #but yeah:// #flusterasks

[suraanahita]

I have not been online much to comment on the recent protests around Jina/‘Mahsa’ Amini’s murder… but here I am now. I will reblog more posts for people’s knowledge on what’s going on.

For people who don’t know the context, IR’s gasht-e ershad/morality police detained and beat/murdered Jina while she was visiting some relatives in Tehran, due to her hijab being worn “improperly” i.e. some of her hair was showing… Subsequent protests/riots against the current government/basijis (state-funded militia) began and are ongoing. I know many Iranians myself, in Iran, who are participating in these…

There have been even more murders, mutilation, r*pe, etc., going on… Universities being shot up by the state’s police, revolt against protestors — it looks like a new revolution is underway and I hope to God the end result will not be co-opted by foreign forces with their agendas… because since when does Jake-fucking-Paul know what “Iran” even is as a country.

As an Iranian I think an important thing we can do (whether for Iranians outside the country/diaspora, non-Iranians, and so on) is spread awareness. Awareness matters, especially now.

The same goes for Kurds of the region and outside it… Jina was a Kurdish woman, and this is another example of the IR’s persecution of ethnic minorities (and somehow more troubling considering that the people who arrested her and spoke to her brother were Laki/Kurdish themselves???!). Even recently there has been (following the protests) attacks and killings of Balochis in Iran. It’s horrible

Protests have occurred in Tabriz, Tehran, Isfahan, Qazvin, Kermanshah, Saqqez, and more. It’s nation-wide.

The people have had enough.

#jina amini #mahsa amini #iranian protests #iranian #iran #tw // r*pe #tw // assault #tw // violence #tw // body mutilation #tw // death #“umm just awareness?! that’s performative” no it’s not esp for a country that loves internet blackouts to slaughter it’s people #this is not a charity event. #opiran

[sweetandslumber]

I'm sorry but if you're trans and you make gay, lesbian, straight or even other trans people feel guilty for not wanting to date or sleep with you by telling them they are "transphobic" or have "internalized transphobia" you are a gaslighter and a predator 😐

#This isn't an anti trans post #And I am aware MANY people in the community don't act like this....bless you #But I just saw a video of a trans person complaining that peoople are transphobic for not wanting to date them😐 #If someone doesn't want to talk or be friends with you on the basis you are trans THAT'S a problem #Bit forcing someone to sleep with you.... that's literally r*pe