#tw: sexism

[konigsblog]

i’m such a sadist i absolutely live for misogynist könig, do you have any more thoughts on him?

oh, i have a LOT of thots about sexist!könig :3 🌷

tw: dub-con/non-con/rape, drugging (intoxcation), sexism, misogyny.

sexist!könig would most definitely slip the condom off before sliding inside. you're all drugged up, all loopy and fuzzy when he slides inside. usually, you'd scream at him to get off of you -- that he shouldn't have tried to take the condom off. don't you want him to enjoy himself? it's not all about you, it feels better without it..

könig pins your wrists beside your head, watching your facial expressions for any signs of discomfort or anger. yet, you seemed to have not noticed, giving könig a perfect opportunity to fuck you all nice and raw! :3

“meine güte, meine prinzessin... du bist sicher das egoistische mädchen, ja? dreckiges ding... entspann dich einfach für mich, du dummes mädchen.” he teases, looking into your half closed, teary eyes, covered with your heavy eyelids. you're always so sensitive when you're drunk...

you arch your back, moaning out when he pounds into you cruelly. god, he feels so free, so good -- until you notice. of course, even whilst drugged and drunk, you're still the stupid feminist that you are.

you whimper, bucking and thrashing against him while he degrades you with a harsh tone. he slaps you brutally, not holding back, and watching as you breathe out breathlessly, eyes wide before you pass out,. allowing könig to take full control over your unconscious body. :((

“gott, du weißt wirklich, wie du mich aufregen kannst, oder? du bist so eine eklige hure, mein kleines spielzeug, lass uns nicht so tun, als hättest du irgendwelche rechte verdient.” könig bites your neck, using and abusing your limp body until he cums deep inside your swollen, raw cunt!

translation: (1) “meine güte, meine prinzessin... du bist sicher das egoistische mädchen, ja? dreckiges ding... entspann dich einfach für mich, du dummes mädchen.” “my goodness, my princess... you are certainly are the selfish girl, yes? dirty thing... just relax for me, you stupid girl.”

(2) “gott, du weißt wirklich, wie du mich aufregen kannst, oder? du bist so eine eklige hure, mein kleines spielzeug, lass uns nicht so tun, als hättest du irgendwelche rechte verdient.” “god, you really know how to upset me, don’t you? you’re such a disgusting whore, my little toy, let’s not act like you deserve any rights.”

#orla speaks #tw: dubcon #dub con #tw: non con #tw noncon #tw: intoxication #cnc drugging #tw: sexism #tw: misogyny #könig #könig x reader #könig call of duty #konig mw2 #konig call of duty #konig cod

[kneelingshadowsalome]

What if Konig accidentally scared the reader?

Like they were having small disagreement when he raised his hand to touch his face - and the reader flinched at that?

I can imagine him getting flashbacks to his father and how he used to treat his mother. He would feel so bad :(. Like, 'Does she think I'll hurt her? Is she scared of me? What if I do end up like my father?' And have a mini breakdown.

But from the reader's POV, she wasn't really "scared" of him. She just saw movements from the corner of her eye, and her body reacted for her.

Sorry not sorry for the angst ‼️🥰

I’m going to answer these two together because they kind of interlap!

CW: sexism, toxic König, light angst, a dash of fluff

Ooh this kind of behavior would remind him of his mother and only amp up König’s protectiveness for sure! I can’t stress it enough that the more his woman needs him, the better König feels about himself. It’s his life’s purpose to take care of his companion (so much so that this caretaking gains manipulative, stalkish and possessive elements...)

Truth be told, he would view this kind of behavior as you being helpless. And helpless creatures draw him in. König very much has a thing for helpless women. Actually, he thinks it's only natural for a woman to behave like that! His motivation to shield, guard and protect is founded on the need to make himself feel strong and capable (or masculine, if you want to put it that way).

You're scared? He will protect and console you, whatever it is. The more jumpy you are, the more it fires up his protectiveness. This guy wants to be the hero who saves your day. He will do anything in his power to drive your fears away.

You're clingy? Boy, you just gave a starving dog a fat bone! The more clingy you are, the happier König is. (Then he can pretend it’s you who needs him and not the other way around.) It soothes him when you're needy and desperate for him and his company. He will always be there for you, don’t worry ❤️

You forget things and stuff? König will go and fetch that shirt you forgot, even if it's miles away. He will say you should go and rest for a while if you spilled some water on the counter. In fact, he orders you to go and sit down while he cleans it up. He doesn't normally do house chores and cleaning but hey – his woman has clearly just exerted herself so of course he'll help.

And about arguments: during an argument König would be quite calm, actually? He would rarely even raise his voice with you. He's simply that sure of himself and of knowing what's "best for you". You can have your little fits and he might entertain you by giving you what you want if it's something insignificant, but otherwise, he knows he will have the last say if you disagree on something major.

The only thing that would make König lose it with you is probably the cheating scenario discussed earlier... He would be so broken, it would fuck him up so completely that there would be no redemption for him anymore. His violence might bleed into this relationship and manifest as emotional abuse, perhaps verbal abuse, too. He would go outside occasionally to let out some steam (wreck something) but even then, he would not touch you in anger.

If you flinched as an involuntary reaction to his touch during whatever argument you were having... yes he would have a minor breakdown. Flashbacks to his abusive father: definitely. König would apologize if he has been too rough with you. He knows his size and that he’s violent as fuck.

He sometimes wants to squeeze you a little too hard, gives you bitemarks when you two are having sex, he wants to hear those helpless sounds you make when he’s inside you... He wants to own, no, possess you. But he doesn’t want to see you hurt or scared (well, that's what he tells himself, even if you might suffer from his controlling behavior). There's a tug of war inside him: between the need to protect those few he cares about and the need to just annihilate the whole world that has made him suffer.

The last thing König wants is to become a replica of his father. That’s why women get treated differently, like they’re delicate flowers (because König is in fact scared of himself and that he might hurt them), and that’s why his woman will be protected and sheltered and taken care of. At all costs. She will never suffer the same abuse his mother did.

(Yes, König will only, um. Abuse you differently? Aaargh!)

#answered #yandere könig #könig headcanons #possessive könig #tw: sexism

[biking-around-the-world]

Italians being sexist assholes anonymously online… I wish I could say I was surprised.

Female players are speaking up against the comments, male are just starting.

#football #tw: sexism #every woman who has ever been in a male dominated field/group has received similar comments

[thingstrumperssay]

Two things that I want to point out real quick.

Keemstar's dating a 20 year old right now. His actual problem with women his age is that they're not easy to exploit like 20 year olds are.

The bottom right woman is Adria Hatten. She's dead. Her body was found in 2018 and she's now being used as an excuse for Keemstar to continue exploiting barely legal women.

#keemstar #misogyny #groomer #grooming #tw: sexism #sexism #tw: sexist #sexist #tw: misogyny #tw: keemstar

[kit-williams]

Bye Bye Birdie

tw: sexism, body horror

Nakht Rhan you seethed at the thought of that man. You were going to show him! You had already been blessed by the Changer of Ways as your iridescent feathers ruffled in the light of the ritual room. With a soft pleasing light coming from the floating crystals around. Your clawed hands looked like that of a birds texture wise but you still had the dexterity of normal hands as you continued to set up your ritual circle.

Oh Birdie He would coo at you Why worry so much about all of these tedious rituals and plans he said with such distain as if he wasn't crafting plans on screwing her over. Let me handle everything so you don't overfill that dumb and pretty feathered bird head of yours.

You screamed at him that day and that was the final straw. When he just simply one upped you without a care without a concern... WITHOUT a STRUGGLE. You pushed air out of your nose as you finished the delicate ritual circle. "Alright Nakht we'll see who just is in capable." You purr as you get to your position and start the long ordeal.

Perhaps you should have put more wards as you were in the middle of your long chanting before your rival was suddenly in the room... you couldn't stop your chanting at the cadence or else it would be disastrous. You watched them hum moving to the opposite side of your circle and wave a hand as you watch the final rune change before they grinned at you and vanished.

Sweat gathered on your brow as you couldn't stop or else Tzeentch would punish you but if you didn't stop the spell would complete and since it wasn't any known spell it was up to fate himself to decide what would happen to you.

You closed your eyes as you said the last word and your back met the wall. You blink as you look around at your limbs... they work you're moving you can breathe you laugh but your laugh sounds muffled. You check your ears and snap your fingers and that sounds clear. You go to check your mouth and feel yourself scream as it is smooth flesh over where your mouth should be.

You rush out of the room clawing at your face trying to forcibly make a new mouth opening but it's healing over faster than you can force it open. You just have to get to Jallen! He owes you a favor?! You're certain as in your panic you slam into ornate armor.

"Ah there's my pretty Birdie. You hear to-" Nakht starts but his voice stops, which you are thankful of, but you don't like the look on his face. He grabs your chin and your wrists to stop you from clawing your face. You glower at him and try to pull yourself free, "Sit still!" He orders and you can't help but flinch at the rough tone.

"I'm sorry little bird I just need to look at this." He apologizes as his thumb swipes over the smooth flesh that is over where your mouth should be. He smiles fondly at you, "I can fix this for a price. And you're in a position you can't exactly refuse."

Like Khornes ass I can't refuse! You think as you glare at him going to simply walk away but he still holds your arms in a tight grip. No amount of tugging and trying to pull free well frees you.

"First demand..." He says licking his lips as you know he was fond of your lips. "I get a kiss from you. Second I'll take you out on a nice date. Third... you're going to tell me who did this to you."

#warhammer 40k #tw: body horror #tw: sexism #Yandere #Yandere Space Marine #Space Marine #Yandere Thousand Son #Thousand Son #x reader

[miniaturesharktyphoon]

I love Rocky Horrors message about sexuality in regard to women (and afab people in general) so much.

You always find people who say that sex is for men, that sex is a reward for men from women, that only men enjoy sex or enjoy it more. That women enjoying sex doesn't matter. I see so many women, especially online, that say that they don't find sex with their partner enjoyable, that sex is painful or a chore to keep their partner happy. Especially in media the focus with sexual pleasure is with men.

But in rocky horror, sexual pleasure is for everyone, everyone deserves to enjoy sex and experiment with their sexuality. I love how Janets character arc is about her experiencing her sexual awakening and growing more confident in herself. I love when franken furter sings 'Give yourself over to absolute pleasure'. I know it's not perfect, that the characters are condemned for this, but for some reason I find it so comforting.

#tw: sexism #tw: sex mention #rocky horror picture show #rocky horror show #I just love this film #Janet is a queen

[gothamundernightlight]

Incorrect Batfam Quotes

Steph: When I was a kid, my father told my mom that the kitchen was where a woman belonged.

Steph: She told him to solve this riddle; why do women live longer than men?

Steph: He couldn’t figure out the answer. So she just smiled at him, and said…

Steph: “Because the kitchen is where the knives are.”

Bruce: …

Bruce: You can’t have a kitchen knife set for Christmas.

Steph: Aww 😢

#incorrect batfamily quotes #incorrect dc quotes #incorrect quotes #incorrect justice league quotes #batman & robin #dc comics #batman #robin #justice league #batfamily #batfam #bruce wayne #stephanie brown #spoiler #source: pinterest #tw: sexism

[p8567899754nhu]

Haruno Sakura and misogynistic ass fandom 

sakura haruno is one of the most hated chareters in naruto with her hate being so comically massive that it surprised the creator himself... but why ? what went wrong with sakura ?

I, in particular ,am not a fan of the way kishimoto wrote women in the manga or how shonen in general potrays female charechters. But the thing with sakura and misogyny is that it has more to do with the fandom than the author ,and if you ask me ,compared to how demented the fandom is ,kishimoto practically looks like a feminist icon .  character criticisms dont bother me, but in the curious case of sakura alot of this “criticism” spirals down to very abbhorent misogyny. 

starting right of the bat we have the dude-bros and self-projecting psycho's of the fandom, who hate her cause she's a shallow bitch(their main male charecter-onto whom they project- is a serial attention seeker btw , with being popular his main incentive in life) who likes the popular , good-looking guy and doesnt pay heed to the nice guy's advances dattebayo , no kidding -

i found it difficult to wrap my head around how this utterly gross misogynistic nonsense is so fucking common , it seems that sakura might have triggered their deep down incel by daring to want sasuke -and this also happens to be the reason why hinata is so popular amongst that particular crowd -because unlike that shallow bitch who rejected our nice guy, hinata worshiped his tiny err.."naru-chan"

 these wankers' try to paint hinata as the submissive waifu prototype (erasing even her little canon qualitites we get to see to fulfil there deraged fantasies) and just to cope with the fact that sakura rejected naruto , but err he got the plastic doll waifu , so all is well. they dont end it here though , they go on to elaborate how miserable and sad sakura's life and is that this is what she deserves for "choosing the emo" over the nice guy , while naruto apparently had a better ending for himself by "scoring" hinata .

it reminds me of this apallingly misogynistic meme-

you'll hope these deraged psychos end here , but they dont. 

the next slandering is surprise! surprise! -sakura's looks

 because y'know naruto just had some dirt in his eye when he calls sakura cute. or even when making a remark on how incredibly beautiful haku is, sakura is the objective female beauty standard he compares him to, and the true hidden beauty in the series is hinata imao(the one whose been called weird, plain and crumpy throughout canon) or the inferiority at sakura's rejection and sasuke's obvious superiority to naruto is curbed by hyping up naruto's own looks saying (based on anime filler nonsense) that naruto "gets princess" and sasuke gets normal girls , while throughout the manga the only girl that shows any sort of romantic/sexual interest in naruto -is hinata (and the reason why she likes naruto has little to do w looks) , thats it , even when he becomes the messiah of the hidden village by making pain revive everyone-no girl is interested in him (I adore Kishimoto for doing this and not sticking to the sexist bs of these shallow bitches like our underdog nice guy only when he become popular GRR..GRR.., except for princess byakugan ofc- thennnn lo and behold ,studio peirriot uses this misogynist ass trope in "naruto:the last" , there is only a limit to keep rejecting you deranged fanbase i guess, sometimes one must comply for money)

these petty dumbsos dont even stop here, you though misogyny was enough? what about misogyny+sexualisation(of an UNDERAGE character) +body shaming ?

since sakura has commited the blashphemy of daring to reject naruto's advances (did you hear the recent news of a black woman getting hospitalized after she rejected a dude, becasue that turd was so pissed at her audacity that he threw a brick on her face or that gory case of junko furuta,may her soul be in peace,which is so sick i dont even want to delve into it), , dude-bros have to , no, NEED TO find ways to get back at her , uh? u rejected naruto? HAHAAH bish u flat

psychos , female charechters exist for girls to feel represented and not to serve as cumdumps for your repulsive incel mastrubatory fetishes.

sakura's own fandom has failed her in this regard with the net being bomabarded with sakura wankers' trying to prove their queen isnt flat, sizing her bosom from multiple angels across multiple panels so that she can finally fulfil her long impending destiny of actualizing the incel cumdump fetish

what is also curious is kishimoto doesnt comment anything on sakura's chest throughout the manga -he does add a panel of naruto's smol pp,and how naruto is insecure about it -NO one in canon says anything about anyone's bosom (excpet that creep jiraiya, but even he spares underage girls) and sakura almost never mentions any insecurity related to her boob size , she is insecure that she has big forehead, she is (perhaps) insecure about her weight that is why she skips her meal. heck even sai the roaster toaster with awfullly bad social boundries doesnt comment on it, but guess what? the fandom and SP does infact SP made a fucking full filler episode which is just sakura wanting big boobs and the comparisons of boobs from various koinichi's ranging from Tsunade, to tenten and ino, to shizune!)

why is this "boob measuring" so unique to sakura(and hinata -ill perhaps make a post on this sometime) why is no other female charecter subjected to this gross misogyny weird boob measuring contest,despite sakura not being the only girl who is flat chested- Tenten , Mikoto Uchiha and Shizune? well for one none of them has outright any interactions on level with naruto , second they dont irk anyone is any way - mikoto is also reduced to the trad sub wife prototype(she is what you'd say harmless, unlike the boisterous sakura, she is soft spoken , tends for the males areound her and doesn't err stand out), tenten and shizune are not even present in the narrative often and when they are , their words wrt to naruto are "safe" - they dont insult the main character , dont reject him dont make him look inferior so their boobs and body are spared

OH! just found another gem

incase you are unable to read it properly

-Rin is confessing to kakashi

-and half crushed obito is saying "wow bitch"

Yeah Rin !! how tf can you do that! imagine a 12 y/o confessing to her crush before she commits suicide for the "greater good" of her village , OMG !! you're such a bitch how dare you like else someone when my self-projection has a crush on you !!!! the gal!! the the audacity !!my virgin tradwife hinata so much better fr fr

#naruto #pro sakura #anti naruto #anti naruto fandom #tw: sexism

[konigsblog]

painal with rapist!Ghost? :((

bartender, rapist simon.🍺

tw/cw: rape, non-con, painal, afab!f!reader, misogynistic & sexist beliefs. MDNI 18+

he's a sicko that takes advantage of drunk women in his bar after hours, that doesn't see anything wrong with the things he's doing.

simon riley has old-fashioned beliefs—that a woman should always follow with whatever a man asks from her. perhaps you should've realised this sooner, that you're too vulnerable to go drinking without a man to protect you, simon not believing that you're strong enough to fight him off of you.

although it's unfair to say that. nobody has ever managed to fight simon away, he's too strong and will manipulate your body into different positions, where your hands are bound and restrained. he had convinced you to stay longer than necessary, past closing hours, offering you more drinks until you were too tipsy to even think. you were far too drunk to walk home yourself, too drunk to even string a sentence together coherently.

simon pulled your body behind the bar, bending you over the countertop, his filthy and grimey hands rolling up your skimpy dress. despite being under the consumption of alcohol and unable to speak properly and clearly, you squeal from shock, attempting to wriggle yourself out of his tight grasp, earning yourself a smack to the ass.

his hand latches onto your hair, his calloused and scarred fingers tangling in your hair, pushing your head down against the counter. he begins to unfasten his leather belt and expose himself, all of the doors locked, with you being trapped beneath him. he slides inside your tight asshole forcefully, the tightness of your asshole around his girth causing him to grumble out a string of curse words, your body trembling from the ache.

you sob out loudly, wailing at the sudden force and agony, the change in his flirtatious and playful behaviour. his actions are more than depraved and disgusting, completely immoral and taboo, that should leave him feeling ashamed and guilty. although he feels no remorse, he feels that it's his right as a man to teach you a lesson, pounding into your hole relentlessly while you whimper and whine, spit running down your face as you slobber and dribble all over yourself.

you trusted him, although only knowing him for a couple of hours. perhaps this will teach you a lesson, to not be so vulnerable and trusting of random men you don't know. :(

#i need to write about this more :p #he does this too often... he's skilled #orla speaks #tw: rape #tw: noncon #tw: dubcon #tw: misogyny #tw: sexism #tw: dark content #dead dove do not eat #dead dove fic #simon riley #simon ghost riley #ghost simon riley #simon ghost riley smut #simon ghost riley x reader #simon riley cod #simon riley imagine #ghost call of duty #ghost headcanon #cod ghost #ghost imagine #ghost mw2

[hchollym]

What are your thoughts and opinions about fleur? I think she is really interesting and had a lot of character potential. Also what are your thoughts on veelas in general. Personally something about it to me just feels off.. idk

I've talked about Fleur before in this post, as well as her parallels to Percy in this post. 🥰

As for Veela in general, I think they're just a lazy "twist" on the Sirens of Greek Mythology, and it's incredibly sexist.

Both Sirens & Veela are beautiful women who are overly sexualized & tend to represent "dangerous" temptation by women (i.e. the Sirens' song leads men to their death while the Veela's dance hypnotizes men and makes them act stupid & impulsive).

To make things even more misogynistic, Veela hair is considered "temperamental" in a wand, and when Veela become angry, their faces start "elongating into sharp, cruel-beaked bird heads, and long, scaly wings were bursting from their shoulders" & they can throw fire from their hands. JKR basically mixed the 'overly emotional woman' stereotype with the 'hell hath no fury like a women scorned' stereotype. 🙄

I do find it funny that it's implied that Veela can only hypnotize people who are attracted to women, so if a character isn't overly affected by them, then they could either be gay or strong-willed, and good luck guessing which one! 🤣

Thanks for the ask! 😊

#ask me #anon ask #fleur delacour #veela #tw: sexism #anti jkr #jkr critical #hp #my thoughts #my opinion

[ohjustrandomfandomstuff]

There is just something very sexist about a senior figure within the F1 academy being investigated on baseless accusations to a team principle being accused of abusive behaviour with pages of evidence towards a female member of his team, who is now being protected by the president of the FIA. I seriously hope and wish that the employee is receiving all the help and support she needs right now.

#f1 #formula 1 #formula one #tw: sexism #tw: abuse

[omg-hellgirl]

“All women are groupies,” Jagger often said. And, said Dunbar, “to him they were — and are. It has always been a self-fulfilling prophecy. That’s the way he ended up treating Marianne and Bianca and Jerry Hall and all the others.”

Christopher P. Andersen, Jagger Unauthorized.

#that's not very nice but #Jagger unauthorized #mick jagger #the rolling stones #christopher p andersen #my old man #old rockstar #70s rock #rockstar gf #70s era #70s music #classic rock #blues rock #rockstar boyfriend #rockstar girlfriend #book quotes #quotes #60s era #60s music #groupie aesthetic #groupies #groupie love #john dunbar #jerry hall #marianne faithfull #bianca jagger #british man #tw: sexism

[haikyu-after-dark]

Petty

Fukuro Hirugami x Fem! reader (she/her)

Warnings: swearing, pet names, unwanted touching, sexist comments, drugs mentioned, attempted drugging, fighting, blood mentioned, unprotected sex, semi-public sex, fingering, handjob, cream pie

WC: ~4K

AN: been holding onto this one for a while 😌 captain needed his own story 😏

Getting ready, you check your phone to see a text from your boyfriend. You were planning your monthly meet up with the team for a fun night out, something you had helped institute when you became manager of the Schweiden Adlers almost two years ago.

What you hadn’t expected to come from your monthly team building nights out was your relationship with Captain and middle blocker, Fukuro Hirugami.

To say you hadn’t noticed the captain early on would be a complete lie. He was had a gorgeous smile, a sweet demeanor and he was 6’5” which was one fact that was extremely hard to ignore. You smiled at the memory, checking your phone to read the text.

Fukuro 🥰: Hey babe, I’ll meet you at the bar! I just got word that Atsumu and Hinata are going to be there so someone needs to watch Kageyama 🙄

You laugh at your boyfriend’s text, rolling your eyes at the fact that you knew exactly how hard controlling Kageyama and subsequently Hoshiumi could be.

You: OK! I’m just finishing getting ready and I’ll be heading out soon!

You snap a picture of your outfit, a white cropped camisole top, denim shorts and a part of wedged heels. Your hair was done up in a messy bun, with pieces perfectly pulled out and framing your face. You sent the picture to your boyfriend before quickly adding perfume and ordering an Uber. Your phone chimed as you checked it, laughing your boyfriends’ response.

Fukuro 🥰: DAMN BABE 🥵 could you maybe not give me a boner in front of the team please?

You chuckled as you quickly typed a response.

You: No promises captain 😉 see you soon!

You grabbed your bag before locking your door and heading to the street where you Uber waited. Arriving at the club, you were immediately greeted with hoots and hollers from your team.

“Holy shit YN! Damn,” Romero shouted as you rolled your eyes and headed over to him and Ushijima.

“You look very nice YN,” Ushijima added as you smiled at him, hugging both of the giant men.

“Where’s captain at?” You asked as Romero jerked his head towards the door.

“He’s inside, far back left corner. Meian and MSBY are here too but I’m sure you knew that already. So just listen for the sounds of a pissing match and it will lead you right to ‘em,” he joked as you smiled, waving as you headed inside to find your boyfriend.

“Oh my god YN hi!” A familiar voice shouted as you looked over to see Hinata, Bokuto and Atsumu heading towards you.

“Hey guys! It’s so good to see you!” You smiled, hugging them as the all gathered round.

“You look hot as hell YN! When are you going to dump that old captain?” Atsumu smirked as you laughed.

“You better not let Hirugami hear you say that Sumu,” Heiwajima belted coming up behind you as you turned to hug him in greeting. He handed over your favorite drink as you thanked him and too your first sip of the night.

You continued towards the back of the bar, dodging people left and right. The bar was full tonight, not unusual for this place. You excused yourself through the crowds as stares lingered on your beautiful form as you made your way to your boyfriend. You finally saw him, talking with MSBY’s captain, Meian, as you strutted over to them.

Your boyfriend looked up, smiling at you as Meian turned to see you coming their way. They both stood up as you approached.

“I hope I’m not interrupting a secret captain only meeting,” you joked as both men chuckled.

“Nah baby,” Fukuro beamed, hugging you tightly and kissing you as you pulled away to hug Meian.

“You two weren’t having one of your pissing matches again, were you?” You narrowed your eyes as Meian sat down and you took your seat on your boyfriend lap, his arm snaking around your waist as his hand came to rest on your thigh, rubbing gentle circles in your skin.

“I don’t even know what you are talking about YN. Hirugami and I are always civil to each other,” Meian replied, pretending to be offended.

“Yeah, civil as in ready to start a civil war,” Inunaki interjected, coming up and sitting beside Meian. You laughed, high-fiving Inunaki as both Meian and Hirugami glared at your antics.

“The disrespect we get around here,” Fukuro pouted as you lightly kissed his lips and patted his chest.

“Nothing you don’t deserve babe,” you remarked as Inunaki shorted, again high- fiving you as you took another drink.

“I think we need shots,” Heiwajima declared coming up to your table and handing you all a shot glass full of a mysterious clear liquid.

“Only one for me,” Fukuro proclaimed, “I’m sober can this month.” You clanked glasses as you downed the shots, a look of disgust on everyone’s face.

“Where the fuck is the chaser dude?” Inunaki gagged as you quickly washed the sour taste out of your mouth with more of your sweet drink.

“Tequila requires no chaser you lightweights!” Heiwajima laughed, heading back to the bar as you again settled in your boyfriends lap.

You chatted and drank for a few hours, steadily feeling tipsier as the night progressed. Fukuro had a tight hold on you as you felt his large hands sink into your flesh, he lightly nibbled on your neck as he whispered in your ear. He had been drinking water for most of the night along with Meian, both enjoying the show their teams were putting on.

“Feeling good baby?” He whispered into your neck as you nodded. You felt the heat rise as you moaned a little at his words brushing against the column of your neck. You turned to kiss him as his tongue licked your lips, your mouth opening a little to grant access to his tongue as you publicly made out.

“Oh god we are getting to this time of night,” Romero groaned, rolling his eyes and standing up to walk away. You pulled away, laughing as Fukuro squeezed your hip yet again. This was a common occurrence when you went out with your team. You and Fukuro would drink, get a tipsy and eventually sneak off to a remote part of the bar to spend so much needed time alone. You could tell Fukuro was getting antsy to be alone with you, his fingers digging into your supple flesh as you found yourself lightly grinding on his lap.

“I’m going to get another one, anyone want anything? Inunaki announced, completely ignoring the show you and Fukuro were putting on.

“Ohh I’ll get it! I have to use the rest room anyways!” You shouted, quickly getting to your feet. You swayed a little as Fukuro stood up, grabbing you around your waist and steadying you.

“You need help baby,” he chuckled as you pouted back in his direction.

“I’m a big girl Kuro, I can handle myself!”

You gathered what little balance you had and walked cautiously to the restroom. You slightly regretted the decision to wear wedges heels as you weaved in and out of patterns as you closed in on the restroom.

On your way back, you swung by the bar, getting a drink for yourself and Inunaki a drink as well as more water for Fukuro and Meian.

You handed the bartender your card as you began to sort through the logistics of carrying 4 drinks through a crowded bar. You slipped your card into your bag as you went to grab the four drinks in front of you.

You felt someone closing in behind you, unfamiliar arms sneaking around your waist, and some whispered in your ear.

“Fuck your beautiful doll, the most gorgeous girl in this bar,” the voice growled as you attempted to pull forward. Your arms swung around as you tried to free yourself from the strangers hold.

“Get the fuck off of me!” You screamed, everyone around you turned to your direction to tag where all the commotion was coming from.

“Awe come on doll, don’t be like that. How about you come sit with me for a while, we can get to know each other a little better huh? I’ve been watching upu all night and fuck, what I wouldn’t give-,” the man whispered, still holding onto you as you flailed, trying to loosen his grip.

“I said let go of me you pervert! I have a boyfriend, leave me the fuck alone!” You bellowed as the man suddenly pulled back causing you to lose your footing and crash to the sticky, dirty slow below.

You winced, trying to right yourself the man now looming over you with a sick, sadistic smile on his face. You could hear your name being shouted. Looking over you saw Hoshiumi and Ushijima fighting the crowd the get close to you.

“YN! What the hell! Are you ok?” Hoshiumi panicked, coming up beside you to help you up. He grabbed you under your arms and hoisted you gently to your feet. Ushijima had come behind him, moving his way in front of you as he locked eyes with the man.

“What the hell did you do to her?” He yelled as the man snickered, obviously drunk or high as well as incredibly stupid.

“Nothing bro,” the man retorted, throwing his hands up, “I was just trying to get to know her a little. She’s beeen prancing around in those shorts and heels so I figured she wanted some attention.”

Hoshiumi stood next to you as Ushijima continued his stare off with the stranger. Magically, Inunaki and Heiwajima appeared at your side.

“Hey YN, what happened?” Inunaki asked seeing Hoshiumi help you off the floor as Heiwajima listened intently.

“I was getting our drinks and this guy grabbed me, I told him to get off, but he wouldn’t stop. Then he pulled back, and I fell on the floor!” you whined, becoming more upset as the man just stood by, a stupid smile on his face. Tears filled your eyes as Heiwajima immediately turned, heading towards the table that held Fukuro and Meian. He knew exactly what to do when someone messed with you and he wasn’t about to waste any time.

“Listen you stupid bitch, I was just trying to get into your pants ok? No need to make a big deal about it! It’s not like your pussy is made of gold or some shit,” the man snarled at you, “I mean, look at you. Practically begging to be fucked by every man in this entire bar!”

“Fuck you!” You screamed as you felt a familiar presence come behind you. Before anyone could even respond, the atmosphere instantly changed. Your body familiar with the feeling as you began to relax a little knowing exactly what was about to happen.

*30 seconds earlier…

“Dude I’m telling you, we have so many good matches set-”

“Captain!” Heiwajima shouted as he plowed his way through the crowd towards the two large men.

“what?” Hirugami groaned at the Libero as Meian snickered.

“Someone’s fucking with YN! He touched her and then threw her on the floor!” Heiwajima spat out as Hirugami quickly stood to his feet, moving while speaking.

“Where the fuck is she?” He raged a Heiwajima pointed thought the crowd, Hirugami and Meian wasted no time moving to where you were standing next Inunaki and Hoshiumi.

He was furious when he laid eyes on you, your cheeks soaked with tears as the team helped steady you, a prick standing across from you. He had heard the ending of what the idiot had muttered and he was pissed.

“What in the fuck did you just say?” Fukuro boomed, coming up beside you. Meian stood next to his friend, his large arms folded across his broad chest.

“Who the fuck are you?” the man spit as Fukuro growled.

“I’ll ask you one more time you pathetic bitch, what did you just fucking say?” Fukuro repeated as the man jolted back, Fukuro’s fierce energy filling the space. He was not only an imposing man in size but also in attitude.

“Nothing dude,” the man panicked, trying desperately to defuse the situation and escape unfazed. Fukuro narrowed his eyes at the pathetic loser in front of him before shifting his attention to you. Your eyes were locked on the creep in front of you, tears having flowed down your beautiful cheeks causing the fire in his eyes to ignite. He pulled you close, your ready doe eyes shifting to his as he calmly spoke to you.

“Princess, tell me what he said do uou?” Tears fell down your cheeks as you tried to calm yourself. You cuddled into Fukuro as he gripped you tight, holding you close. His attention was no longer on the man in front of you. He trusted his friends and teammates to keep the creep in his place while he focused on you.

“He grabbed me from behind when I was getting our drinks and then he knocked me down. He also said the way I dressed was practically begging for someone to fuck me,” you recanted as Fukuro's hand squeezed your hip, pulling you closer to him. He was beyond pissed as you tried to keep your composure. He had already decided how he was going to handle the situation prior to talking with you but now, now the man’s fate was sealed.

“Get behind me baby,” he whispered as you nodded, quickly doing just that, as Inunaki and Heiwajima stepped up next to Fukuro and Meian. You peered out from behind your tree of a boyfriend to see the now pale face of the man who assaulted you. His hands were up in a defensive position as he pleased for his life.

“Hey dude, let’s all settle down ok. I didn’t know she had a boyfriend alright!”

Oh hell no!

“I told you I had a boyfriend, and you still didn’t listen!” You shouted from behind Fukuro, rage now replacing your tears.

“She told you she had a boyfriend and you still touched her?” Fukuro boomed as he reached out and yanked the man up by the collar of his shirt.

“Man you must have a death wish or something,” Meian added, smirking from besides Fukuro.

“Dude whoa now, I didn’t mean anything by it. Your chick’s hot bro, you can’t blame me, can you?” the man begged, desperately trying to get out of the situation he had sunk himself into.

“Damn straight she’s fucking hot but that gives you no excuse to assault anyone!” Fukuro shouted as the man shook his head viciously.

“Whoa man, listen I apologize ok? I didn’t mean to hurt her, I was just trying to get some. You must know what that’s like?”

“Unlike you we don’t have to assault women to get them to go home with us,” Inunaki interjected as Heiwajima nodded in agreement.

“You really done fucked up man. This big guy here is our captain and you messed with his girlfriend, who just also happens to be our team’s manager,” Heiwajima added as Fukuro tightened his grip on the man.

“Let’s take this outside,” Fukuro growled as he pulled the man forward as the man protested. Pulling him forward, Fukuro headed to the back door. Meian followed close behind, noticing a small baggie fall from the man’s pants pocket.

“Yo Hirugami, wait!” Meian shouted as he bend over and picked up the baggie filled with several small pills.

“What in the actual fuck man? These are pills!”

Hirguami’s anger rose as your eyes widened at the discovery. Inunaki and Hoshiumi began to yell as your focus shifted to Fukuro, his eyes enraged as his fist tightened on the man’s collar.

Romero whistled, coming behind with Sakusa, “Fuck man I’d fucking hate to be you right now.”

Fukuro’s heated glare nearly burnt through the man’s scull as you heart sank. The silence felt like it lasted forever before Fukuro finally spoke.

“You were planning to drug my girlfriend, you fucking piece of shit I should kill you!” His arms pulled forward before he slammed the man against the back wall of the bar. You jerked a little in surprise as Hoshiumi lightly rubbed your back, reassuring you that everything was ok.

“No no! I promise those pills weren’t for her! I use then to get high bro! I would never force a woman!” He bellowed as Inunaki shook his head.

“It’s not looking good for you man.”

“I think we need go teach this fucker a lesson, wouldn’t you agree captain?” Heiwajima stated as Fukuro pulled the man, without hesitation towards the back door. Everyone parted as Fukuro, Meian, Inunaki and Heiwajima made their way to the back exit. At the door, Fukuro turned, locking eyes with you and then looking towards Romero.

“Romero!”

Romero knew exactly what his captain was asking as he quickly came beside you, grabbing your hand and leading you back towards the table.

“Come on YN let’s go sit down,” Romero calmly stated as you blindly followed, Sakusa, Ushijima and Hoshiumi following you as Atsumu, Bokuto, Hinata and Kageyama joined on your way back to the table.

“What the hell happened? Hirugami looked pissed,” Atsumu questioned as you sat down next to Romero and Ushijima.

“Here YN,” Sakusa spoke, handing you a glass of water as you smiled and thanked him.

“Some jerk grabbed YN and threw her on the ground, then insulted,” Hoshiumi explained as the men’s eyes all widened.

Atsumu whistled low, “I’d hate to be that guy right about now, fuck!”

“Yeah, and he had some fucking pills so who the fuck knows what his plan was,” Romero added as you took a sip of your water, shaken up by the whole experience.

“Fuck! Are you ok YN?” Hinata asked as you tried to produce a smile and nodded.

“I’ll be fine, just a little shaken up,” you expressed as the guys all sat around making sure nobody got within 5 feet of your table.

The minutes ticked by as you watched the back door like a hawk. It had felt like hours since Fukuro had gone outside and it was making you nervous.

You had already sobered up significantly, the whole situation hitting you like a bucket of cold water to the face.

The back door swung open as Meian, Heiwajima, Inunaki and finally, Fukuro entered. He was still enraged, his body tight as he shook his fist. You stood up, quickly running to your boyfriend as the men all followed.

“YN wait!” Someone shouted by you didn’t listen, taking off towards Fukuro. His eyes landed on you instantly as you made your approach.

Fukuro grabbed you as you flung yourself into his arms, hugging him tightly as you pulled back, checking for any damage.

“Babe your hand,” you whispered, checking out his scuffed-up knuckles as he watched you intently.

Your eyes shifted to his before he grabbed you, hauling you into a deep kiss, one that would have made anyone jealous. He grabbed your ass, squeezing and pulling you closer as you moaned into his mouth. His tongue explored as you grabbed onto his biceps, your body pressed firmly against his. Breaking this kiss, he whispered into your ear, “need you baby.”

You looked at him, wordlessly grabbing his hand and pulling him through the crowd to the back of the bar. Several of your team groaned, knowing exactly what you two were about to get up to. It wasn’t uncommon for you and Fukuro to fool around in public but tonight, tonight you knew it would be more than just a steamy make out session in the back of the bar.

You pushed the door of the unisex bathroom open, pulling Fukuro in as you locked it quickly behind you. In a second, he had you pressed against the back of the door, hands going straight for your pants as you moaned into his mouth. Fukuro was a man who knew exactly what he wanted, and he knew exactly what you craved most.

He unbuttoned your shorts, his large hand make his way to your drenched core. His long, nimble fingers gently caressing your slit, stopping to focus right where you needed him most.

“Fuck baby, so fucking wet already. Did that turn you on baby? Did knowing I kicked that guys ass make you wet?” He groaned, whispering in your ear as his finger rubbed your clit. His tongue jutted out, licking the shell of your ear sending shivers down your spine as your head fell back against the bathroom door.

“yes ‘kuro!” You moaned as he pushed a long, thick finger into your tight pussy. His hands were rough from years of volleyball but they felt so amazing inside you as they raked longingly across your sweet spot.

“fuck baby, knowing he touched knowing he touched what is mine. I wanted to kill him!” he growled as you quickly undid his buckle and unzipping his pants, pulling out his heavy, hard cock.

You slowly stroked him as he groaned, his head falling back as he picked up the pace, fingering you just the way you loved. He loved the way your soft small hand caressed him, picking up speed and teasing him. Usually, he’d say he could do this for hours but right now he needed to feel what was his.

“Turn around baby, I need to be inside of you,” he demanded pulling his finger out as you whined from the loss of pleasure. Still, you turned around and wiggled your shorts down your ass and legs, stepping out of them carefully.

You wiggled your bare ass at him as he groaned, stroking his cock and lining up with your bare cunt. He pushed in as you both moaned, your hands braced on the door as he began to move.

“Fuck baby, always so perfect for me! Such a good. Fucking. girl,” he gritted out, picking up his pace as your mouth fell slack from pleasure. Fukuro knew exactly how to fuck you, how to make you see stars every time his cock rammed into your tight pussy.

“Fuck captain, fuck me harder!” You moaned as Fukuro picked up the pace, slamming his cock into you as you cried out in pleasure against the door. You were sure whomever was outside could hear you, he’ll the entire bar may have been listening for all you know but at that moment, you could give two shits what everyone thought.

“Fuck YN, touch yourself baby, I want you to cum with me,” he whispered into your shoulder. You nodded and obeyed, snaking your hand between your thigh and rubbing your clit. You were nearly there, your body humming with pleasure as you felt the first wave hit.

You cried out as your orgasm slammed into you fast and hard, your pussy clenching his cock as his hands gripped your thighs hard, his thrusts pounding you deep and hard.

“Oh fuck, fuck baby girl!” he bellowed, slamming home one last time as you felt his cock pulse deep inside of you, your cum mixing together as it leaked down the inside of your thighs.

You both breathed heavily as Fukuro kissed your shoulder before pulling out and inspecting his work. Your pussy was perfect, twitching slightly as more of his cum poured out.

“Always the best girl baby, you did so good!” He praised as you rested your head against the door, breathing hard as you finally began to settle.

He helped you clean up before you both emerged from the bathroom. Fukuro grabbed your hand, making his way back to the table. You noticed someone standing there, faced bloodied as he held his nose with his hand, one eye black and his shirt torn.

Fukuro growled at the man as he cowered away. He had thought the jerk a huge lesson and there was no way he’d ever fuck with another woman again.

You smiled, throwing a little wave in his direction. His eyes widened at you as you leaned closer and smirked, “I guess you were right; my outfit was just begging for me to be fucked.”

Fukuro chucked back at you, before grabbing you and hauling you into a deep kiss. Breaking it, he looked down, eyes dark with lust as he spoke, “so petty princess, I love it.”

That you were.

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[hannahssimblr]

“Can I tell you something?” Alison whispers as we lay side by side on a bed, some nameless person’s bed in Dollymount. The sounds of electronic club beats are muffled through the floor from the kitchen beneath us.

“Yeah of course.”

“Don’t take it the wrong way though.”

“I won’t.”

She smiles, “I really, really like the stupid faces you make.”

“Stupid faces?” I have to look at her, so I prop myself up on my elbow, “What stupid faces?”

She giggles sleepily, all soft and relaxed after I made her come. I don’t know how I did it, by the way, it’s something that seemed to have happened by divine chance, leaving me with no solid idea of how it can be repeated, but now I have to pretend that I did it on purpose. “You just pull these really expressive faces, like,” she tries to imitate me, tugging her lip between her teeth and rolling her eyes back, “like you’re enjoying yourself so much, it’s so cute.”

I kiss her shoulder, “I am enjoying myself. It’s nice. Do you want me to be all serious? I can do that, I can be really stoic and manly if you like,” I set my jaw and stare right at her when I roll on top of her, “Alison,” I say in a deep, unemotive Terminator voice, “copulating with you is enjoyable to me, let us continue.”

“Stop,” she laughs weakly and squirms away, “and by the way, if you were a real manly man you wouldn’t even speak or make any noise. You’d just wheeze out these really heavy, ominous breaths.”

And would I look you in the eye like this?” I demonstrate, unblinking, “And would I be concentrating so much that I’d look like I was doing a shit?”

“God, no, in my experience guys don’t even look me in the eye. They bury their face into the pillow and then get embarrassed and start apologising when they come like they’ve just realised they’ve done something disgusting.”

I drop back to her side, “Oh, God. That sounds miserable.”

“Yeah that’s why I like your stupid faces, actually, and the way you look at me. Sometimes you even say nice things. It’s always pleasant with you and I never regret it.”

“I’m just blurting out random shit, it’s not exactly romance novel worthy stuff.”

“You said a few minutes ago, and I quote, ‘Oh Jesus, fuck, Alison you’re so fucking hot.’ Do you know how good it feels for me to hear that?”

“i can't be held accountable for the things I say when I'm about to come,” I say with a shrug, “and anyway, you are. I was just sharing the facts.”

She reaches up to touch my cheek, stroking the back of her fingers affectionately over my skin, “That’s the thing though, you’re never embarrassed about sex. You make me feel kind of special, or something. You’re a lovely boy, you know that? You’re just about the loveliest one I know.”

“Why does that make you sound so sad?”

She looks up at me with her big blue eyes and I can’t help but touch her too, brushing my fingertips up the side of her face while she lies there, still, red hair fanned out over the pillow like some kind of beautiful painting. 

“I’m not sad,” She whispers, “We’re just being vulnerable.”

“Hm, how are you holding up?”

“I don’t mind.”

It takes me a moment to realise that I, in fact, am the one that is sad, and perhaps it’s because I’ve been drinking, which is never really that good for me or the image I try to uphold, but an unexpected type of sorrow takes me over in a surge and I only realise I am about to say something very stupid when it is far too late. I am already saying it.

“Why don’t you want to be with me, Alison?”

She sighs and breaks eye contact, “Because that would be ridiculous. You don’t want that.”

“I think that I do. I don’t understand all of this casual stuff, I’m sorry, I just don’t know how to do it.”

“But you’re doing it, you’re fine.”

“No, I think I need more.”

“Jude,” she drags a frustrated hand across her forehead. I think I put her through this type of thing a lot, “you don’t want to be my boyfriend, you just think that you do.”

“I love you.”

She snorts with derision, “No you don’t, come on, you’re just lonely.”

“You’re right,” I hesitate, “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have said that, that was stupid.”

“I think that deep inside you’re just a sad little boy who wants someone to look after him, and now you’re searching for some poor, naive girl to do it. Right?”

“No, of course not. I just… don’t like being on my own.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“I don’t like how it feels.”

“You’re making a great case for us being together, by the way. Who wouldn’t want to go out with a guy who is depressed and gets really weird whenever he’s alone? Wow, he doesn’t sound clingy at all.”

“But you’re not making any decent case for not being together.”

“Being with me would probably ruin your whole reputation. You don’t want to be the guy who’s going out with the bloody village bicycle of fifth year.”

“Who calls you that?”

She scoffs, “Um, everyone, come on. You think I don’t know? I bet the stuff those rugby boys say about me is foul.”

It's true that the conversation in the changing rooms is so pornographic that it used to stun me, but I've been on that team for two years now and have realised that the conversation is always about the the same things, like whose arse cheeks were visible under the hem of her skirt, what they wish they could do to random girls in the hallway, big tits and blow job lips, invented scenarios with girls they will never have the courage to actually talk to. It's boring.

“I don't think I've ever heard them mention you.”

“Well then you’re just not listening.”

“Alison, yeah, the shit they say is gross, but even if they did talk about you, they definitely wouldn't be saying that you're the village bicycle of fifth year, come on.”

“Of course they do. But that’s what I get for being this way. I should just keep my legs closed, right?”

“C’mere,” I tilt her face gently to mine, “If they're saying that then it's not in front of me.”

I can't read the series of emotions that flash across her face, but her silences makes me begin begin to question if any of this is comforting at all. I continue, “and I swear if I ever do hear anyone talking shit about you in that dressing room I’ll shut it down straight away.”

There is a pounding on the bedroom door. 

“Hey!” Some girl yells, “Who’s in there? This is my room. Nobody better be having sex or something in there!”

Alison and I stare at one another. 

“Hello? Can you open up please? You can’t just come into someone’s house and start locking the doors as you like!”

“Hey! Piss off!” Alison yells back, which only increases the ferocity of the door rattling, “What should we do?” she murmurs.

“Probably get a move on, you think?”

“Yeah, might as well,” she lies spread out on the mattress staring at the ceiling as she tries to gather the strength to move. Finally she relents, “Okay, throw me over my jeans.” 

I pluck them off the chair that I flung them onto earlier and then start retrieving some of my discarded clothes too. “Should we fix up the room or something? Like, I dunno, take the sheets off? I feel a bit bad.”

Alison scoffs, “Why, so you can have them dry cleaned for her? Or do you want to go downstairs and put the washing machine on? No, you can put your condom in the bin but that’s all she gets. What does she expect? We are at a house party, and there is a bloody bed. Does she seriously think that people aren’t going to fuck in it?”

“You’re right,” I chuckle, “Get a grip, huh?”

“Right!”

“Loser.”

“Loser.”

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#lucky boy 2009 #tw: sex #tw: misogyny #tw: sexism

[nikkoliferous]

Racism, Ableism, Transphobia, Oh My!

The Many Times We Were Lied to About Canonizing Loki’s Genderfluidity

Visibility Does Not Equal Representation

More on the Problems With Loki (2021)’s Black “Representation”

Episode One’s Mongolia Scene Was Also Pretty Racist

Sexism, Fluidphobia and Transphobia in Episode Five

On Framing the Irredeemably Evil TVA as Good and/or Necessary

Toxic Messaging in Loki (2021): A Summary

Loki (2021) Is A Show Made By and For Bullies

The Horrifying Totalitarianism of the TVA

The Obvious Bad Guys Who Weren’t

How Marvel’s Glorification of Abuse Retraumatises Victims

The Hidden Harm in How Marvel Has Handled Loki’s “Adoption”

Loki (2021)’s Extremely Problematic Villainising of Black Characters

Forcing Loki to “Admit” His Inferiority is Not Character Growth

Loki’s Jewish-Coding Makes Loki (2021)’s Framing of the TVA as a Necessary Evil Especially Disturbing

Misandry, Toxic Masculinity and Queerphobia in Loki (2021)

Loki (2021)’s Transphobic Promotion of Autogynephilia

The Grotesque Framing of the TVA Intake (aka Stripping) Scene

It’s the Framing, Stupid

The Disturbing Hypocrisy of How Loki’s Crimes Against Other People Are Framed vs. Their Crimes Against Him

Loki (2021) Suffers Due to the Showrunners’ Inability to Decide Whether the TVA is Good or Evil

Villain Discourse: You Cannot Beat or Shame People Into Mental Wellness

↩️ back to the compendium

#the big damn loki (2021) sucks compendium #loki (2021) #loki tv series #into the larryverse #mcu #mcu salt #tw: abuse #tw: transphobia #tw: antisemitism #tw: racism #tw: torture #tw: ableism #tw: sexism #basically just every trigger warning possible #the fuck did these showrunners do? #just draw names out of a hat listing marginalised groups to offend? #ffs

[chrisevansdaughter]

I’m ranting again

tw; sexism, talks of trauma, panic attacks, anxiety, depressed

It really is mentally exhausting to me that I made it though the first bit of my apprenticeship, and I have the certificate to prove it, yeah it’s only the first long mentally challenging time of many but I still have moments when I sit there and think. “ how did I actually do it” because I honestly couldn’t tell you the last 2 months were a blank i shut them out, like the many negative experiences I had. They stay in their own little box - with all of the other negative experiences and traumas I’ve had. My family don’t even know the half of it. “Working in a men’s world” really couldn’t be more true until your working in it.

I can wholeheartedly say I was depressed for some of my time on base away from home, I was isolated because I was the only female on the course - in my own room, yeah don’t get me wrong sometimes it’s was nice but it wasn’t good for me mentally. When the lads would say “I wish I had my own room it must be nice” yeah I would agree but I’d find myself saying “no you really don’t want that, I’d rather deal with petty arguments than be on my own”.

Within the first month of being on the second bass I’d been on since I started the technical side of the course. I had s*x jokes made about me, I was still underage. Rather I’d barely just turned 18, these were by people I was going to work with when shit hit the fan, I had indirect sexist remarks made about me by one particular lad, who to be honest no one liked because he was horrible. After the first few times with the s*x jokes it stopped and the lads realised, I wasn’t going anywhere and I could give as good as I could take.

I had my fair share of times where I’d cry in the toilets whilst we were in class or working on the workshop floor, I’d have panic attacks when I got back from work, I’d have to hold the tears in whilst I made the long walk (which I don’t miss) back to my room. There was one time I was literally sobbing in tears so badly on the phone to my mum I vividly remember saying “ I’m done, fuck this I’m not cut out for this. I’m not doing it anymore I’m going to *bosses name’s* office and saying I want to leave, I don’t care if I have to give them a months notice.”

In that moment, it was the one time out of my whole 6 months there, it was what we call a cutting it close moment that I really don’t like to talk about.

When it was the last two weeks of the course, I had to retake so many exams, because I’m not exactly the best person at putting pen to paper, let it be an oral exam I’m there 100%.

If it wasn’t for the staff that literally I owe my career to, I would’ve never been stood with the boys on the 7th of July. I would’ve had to relive the last 6 months all over again.

I’m not going to say I had a good time there, but I can say I’ve made positive memories that outweigh the negatives. However that’s going to stick with me for the rest of my life because it’s not something I can just forgot about.

For now it’s locked in Pandora’s box like the rest of my trauma.

This is why I can’t thank some of moots enough and my sister too, because you all really drew stars around my scars

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