#sa

[traumasurvivors]

It doesn’t matter what you were wearing. It doesn’t matter whether you were drinking or not. It doesn’t matter whether you fought back or froze. It doesn’t matter whether your emotions flooded out and you lost it or whether you were numb. It doesn’t matter if you reported or kept it quiet. It doesn’t matter if you became sex repulsed, or hypersexual or even both after. It doesn’t matter what your attacker’s gender was. It doesn’t matter what your gender is.

None of these things matter when it comes to whether you’re valid or not.

You are valid. Your emotions are valid. You have nothing to be ashamed about. You are not dirty. And it was not your fault.

I promise.

[theblvckvenus]

the entire internet focusing on ‘who the real Martha is’, instead of the identity of the powerful writer who groomed and r*ped donny just tells you what you need to know about the state of our society.

[gcmonsterappreciation]

False accusation fear-mongering is just dressed up modern witch trials.

[selfsabotagingcvnt]

2024 is the year I heal

2024 is the year I have my biggest relapse yet

[come1nalone]

[atinyslittleworld]

15:05

san x f!reader

Summary: At Coachella, San's jealousy erupts seeing Y/N with another guy.

Word Count: 1k

Genre: best friends to lovers, romance

Warnings: jealousy

San had always been a charismatic performer, his presence on stage commanding the attention of everyone in the audience. This year, performing at Coachella, was no different. The crowd roared with excitement as he and his band rocked the stage, the energy palpable. Yet, amid the lights and the cheers, his eyes kept drifting to one spot in the sea of faces: Y/N.

Y/N, his best friend since forever and the girl he’d been quietly pining for, stood near the front. She was the reason he pushed himself so hard, the muse behind his music. But tonight, something was off. As San sang his heart out, he spotted her talking to another guy. And not just talking—laughing, touching his arm, and looking at him with a smile that twisted something deep inside San.

Jealousy, hot and unbidden, coursed through him. It took every ounce of his willpower to stay focused on the performance, but his mind was a whirlwind of thoughts. Who was this guy? Why was he making Y/N laugh like that? And why did it feel like a knife to his chest every time she touched him?

The set finally ended, the crowd's cheers echoing in his ears as he exited the stage. The rest of the band patted him on the back, congratulating him on a great show, but San’s mind was elsewhere. He barely heard their words as he made his way to the dressing room, his thoughts consumed by the image of Y/N with that guy.

After a quick change, San headed out to see the rest of the show. The music and the crowd buzzed around him, but all he could think about was finding Y/N. He spotted her near one of the stages, the same guy still at her side. His jaw clenched as he approached, every step a battle to keep his emotions in check.

“Y/N,” he called out, trying to keep his tone light despite the storm brewing inside him. She turned, her face lighting up when she saw him, but his eyes flicked to the guy beside her, and his smile tightened.

“San! You were amazing!” Y/N exclaimed, rushing over to hug him. He hugged her back, holding her a bit longer than usual, as if to stake his claim. When they pulled apart, she turned to the guy, still beaming. “This is Alex. He’s an old friend from college.”

San forced a smile, his eyes locked on Alex. “Nice to meet you,” he said, his voice betraying none of the jealousy he felt. Alex seemed nice enough, but all San could think about was how close he was standing to Y/N.

“Great to meet you too, man. You killed it up there,” Alex replied, offering a handshake. San shook his hand, his grip firm, trying to convey without words that Y/N was off-limits.

They stood there, the three of them, and San’s jealousy simmered just below the surface. Y/N was oblivious to the tension, chatting animatedly about the performance and their plans for the rest of the night. San tried to join in, but his mind kept drifting back to how easily Alex had made Y/N laugh, how he had touched her so casually.

As the night went on, San found it harder and harder to keep his jealousy in check. Every time Alex so much as brushed Y/N’s arm, San’s fists clenched at his sides. He wanted nothing more than to pull her away, to tell Alex to back off, but he knew he had to keep his cool.

Finally, when Y/N went to grab a drink, San seized the moment to speak to Alex alone. “So, you and Y/N seem close,” he said, trying to keep his tone neutral.

Alex shrugged, smiling. “Yeah, we go way back. She’s great, isn’t she?”

San’s smile was tight. “Yeah, she is. Just...make sure you don’t cross any lines, okay? She’s important to me.”

Alex raised an eyebrow, sensing the underlying threat in San’s words. “Got it, man. No worries.”

Y/N returned, oblivious to the tension, and the night continued. But San stayed close, making sure Alex knew his place. As the festival wound down and they headed back, Y/N slipped her arm through San’s, leaning her head on his shoulder.

“You okay? You seem tense,” she asked softly.

San forced a smile, looking down at her. “Just...making sure everything’s good.”

She smiled back, squeezing his arm. “With you around, it always is.”

San’s heart swelled at her words, the jealousy fading slightly. Yet, as they moved through the crowd, he couldn't shake the image of Alex touching her. Finally, he couldn't take it anymore.

“Y/N, can we talk somewhere quiet?” he asked, his voice strained.

She nodded, concern flashing in her eyes. They found a secluded spot away from the noise and people, the soft glow of festival lights casting shadows around them.

San took a deep breath, his hands trembling slightly. He stepped closer, his eyes locking onto hers. “Let me kiss you just once, and then we’ll forget it.”

Y/N’s breath hitched, her eyes widening in surprise. “San…”

“Please,” he whispered, his voice raw with emotion. “Just once.”

There was a beat of silence, and then Y/N’s lips curved into a small smile. “What if I don’t want to forget it?”

San’s heart skipped a beat, hope flaring in his chest. “Then we won’t.”

He closed the distance between them, capturing her lips in a kiss that was tender and desperate all at once. It was a kiss that spoke of years of longing and unspoken feelings. Y/N melted into him, her arms wrapping around his neck as she kissed him back with equal fervor.

When they finally pulled apart, both were breathless, their foreheads resting against each other. San smiled, his jealousy replaced by a warmth that spread through his entire being.

“Guess we have a lot to talk about,” Y/N said softly, her fingers playing with the hair at the nape of his neck.

“Yeah,” San agreed, pulling her closer. “But we have all the time in the world.”

[procrastiel]

Please y’all. Listen to the podcast before you accuse Neil or cancel him.

The article was written by the right wing.

The apparent accuser herself said it was consensual.

Believe the victim. The victim said it was consensual. Why are we believing Rachel Johnson who wrote the article, and who happens to be Boris Johnson’s sister?

[chumsterfire]

Kaladin Stormblessed - LoK Stylization

Versions from Books 1-4

[traumasurvivors]

your posts about SA are the only real acknowledgement i see about hypersexuality and not fighting back that arent.. deeply uncomfortable to read or straight-up shaming just wanted to let you know i appreciate that, its nice to see that not everyone thinks lowly of me

I definitely do not think lowly of you and I’m so happy you can see that not everyone does from my posts. And from the interactions on my posts, hopefully you can see you aren’t alone. 🩷

[watmalik]

You know something? After watching quiet on set I don’t mind freaking 20 something year olds playing teen roles on screen bc holy shit.

TW:SA (not really mentioned on this rant but it’s surrounding the topic)

Grown ass people taking advantage of m*nors is so disgusting, I feel disgusted for even liking these shows growing up, specially now that I know the truth. This is insane.

And some of the PARENTS. Gosh, YOURE NOT SUPPOSE TO BE FRIENDS WITH YOUR CHILDREN. BE A PARENT. You’re their guide/mentor, you’re suppose to protect them from the bad and evil, even if you think they might resent or hate you for it, or hell! Even if this kills their career. BUT they will understand when they grow older. They’ll be thankful. And when they’re older y’all can be as best friends as you want, but when they’re young and naive (sorry for the lack of better word) you have to be the adult in that situation and protect them. It’s not a popularity contest, it’s a take better care of your kids type of contest.

[autistic-wolf-pack]

because the Melanie Martinez allegations are resurfacing…

DISCLAIMER BECAUSE ALL OF YOU FUCKING MEL SUPPORTERS REFUSE TO READ TILL THE END! I DONT THINK TIMOTHY IS A GOOD PERSON! SHES A RACIST AND HAS SOME ALLEGATIONS AGAINST HER, BUT NONE OF THIS MAKES MEL INNOCENT OR JUSTIFIED

Friendly reminder that:

-Mel’s first response was to say “Timothy never said no”, but then changed the story to “nothing happened”

-Timothy picked out the game, but didn’t consent to do anything farther

-Timothy only said it was that date because she was looking at the date of a photo which she saved in her camera roll multiple times

-Timothy has nothing to gain from making these allegations again, especially after they ruined her life the first time

-The crybabies hacked Timothy, doxxed her, sent hate, and Melanie thanked them

-Timothy never actually accused anyone else of doing anything, the posts were fabricated

-Timothy wasn’t the only one who made allegations against her

-By saying Timothy is lying because she messed up the date or didn’t give all of the details when she first made the accusations (left out the part about the games) you’re invalidating many, many other victims. -By siding with Melanie you’re telling every survivor in your life that you’re willing to side with the person who assaulted them if you know of the other person if they leave out any part of the story, don’t remember something correctly, etc.

If you support Melanie, get tf off of this blog. Our stance has never changed once since the allegations came out. As soon as Melanie said “she never said no” that should’ve been enough for you. (not to say Timothy is a good person, as she apparently has allegations against her, and is racist)

[ethereal-bumble-bee]

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but:

It’s not your fault. Don’t think that there was anything you could have done different- awful things happened, and it doesn’t make you any less of a human being. Whatever happened was terrible, and while it’s natural to feel a sort of guilt, just remember that it’s not your fault.

[eulyin]

I'm so bye-bye working on this one _(´ཀ`」 ∠)_ my sleeppp but no regret!!!! For Fu Hua and her final form!!!!! Harghhhhhh!!!!

Thank you HI3 for the opportunity🔥🔥🔥 (Also Hua enjoyers pls hv this birb(s)🤲💕)

[come1nalone]

[the-uninspired-artist-account]

Syl!

[msbunnat]

⚠️SA (Sexual Assault)

~ As soon as possible, Zeus rushes Ganimedes to become immortal by giving his own essence ⚡