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friendly but stern reminder for those of you excited to watch the premiere of the pjo tv show:

DO NOT stream it on disney+ if you have a subscription (& cancel that subscription while you’re at it).

disney has notoriously funded isnotreal’s war crimes and gen*cide in palestine with millions in donations. riordan took a “neutral” stance on the genocide, pledging support for both isnotreal and palestine, which is nonsensical at its core and completely avoids the history and gravity of the issue at hand.

DO NOT give these people your money if you have even an ounce of humanity in you. there are SO many free online p*rating sites, of which i’m sure you all have your favorites—i’ll put some of mine in the tags. episodes will be uploaded onto them almost instantly in HD quality, as they are with any show released on big streaming platforms (even if there was a greater “inconvenience” that came with pirating, it shouldn’t really affect your decision to funnel less of your money to gen*cide because this show is SO trivial in comparison).

anyway, decolonize palestine 🍉

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I'M ACTUALLY GOING TO SCREAM I'M SO HAPPY THIS POPPED UP ON MY FEED AUHUDFASAHADIUIUASUIHDHSHAHAD!!!!! /VVVVPOSPOSPOSPOS AAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!

i wanted to send in a request similar to this but i got too busy and couldn't go on tumblr for a while,, your yan rottmnt two-part series is genuinely one of my favorite yandere rise works here, like,, ever. i got so excited when i saw this i had to put my phone down and pace in my room for a bit DKKHDSKJGLSJGKLGJE THANK YOU TO WHOEVER REQUESTED THIS AND THANK YOU FOR WRITING IT TODAY IS A GOOD DAY AND THIS IS A JOYOUS OCCASION 💥💥💥

i'm actually on a blog i haven't touched in a while just to reblog this so i have a special place to keep it!!!! I'M SO HAPPY THIS IS LONG AUUUGH

BEING BENCH PRESSED BY RAPH??? HELLO?????? i would slip so fast omg

upsetting mc on purpose so the other twin can comfort them... that is so something they'd do.

Hello! I hope you’re doing alright. Could I please request yan-agere with Rise of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles?

So, I decided to do Headcanons, because I had a few things similar to this, and I'm on a headcanon kick right now. I hope you enjoy!

Yandere Caregiver Headcanons: The Hamato Brothers

I should probably preface this by saying that 88% of the time they're big brother caregivers; thinking you're their littlest sibling. In this case you are treated just a little like you're competent, just not enough not to be allowed freedom. There is that rare 12% of the time where they'll see you as their child instead. In this case you have significantly less freedom and are treated like you are less competent than a beetle. Either way you are thoroughly coddled by these mutant turtles.

Let's talk about the probability of a kidnapping. It's happening. Between the anxiety, possession, and obsession the four decide very quickly it's a good idea to just keep you with them.

Ralph is more of an overprotective yandere. He's constantly making sure his little love is alright, happy, and healthy. He can be quite overwhelming with how much he hovers and his inability to let you do anything for yourself; even out of regression and especially in little space.

Mikey is more of a manipulative yandere. He has way too much knowledge regarding emotions and relationships and he absolutely uses it to his benefit. He's always twisting situations or turning your emotions against you making you feel like you have to rely on him and his brothers.

Leo is more of an impulsive yandere. He's often dragging you off to do random things or saying things completely out of pocket. He offers the most freedom, but he'll also give you the most emotional whiplash than any of the others with how quickly his smile can become a frown.

Donnie is more of an obsessive yandere. He always finds out your secrets; he knows everything about you, because he's always watching. He can, will, and has spent hours asking you questions and/or doing a physical exam. He's often the most quiet about his obsession, but he's also deeper into it than his brothers are.

Ralph likes to get you stuffies and dolls hoping to encourage you to collect like he does. Because of his size and the way he talks even when you're fighting them it's kinda hard not to regress around him. Sometimes he likes to bench press you just so you feel tiny. Raph's favorite thing to do with you is play adventure games or even a tea party. He appreciates seeing you play with the toys he's gotten you. He loves every name you pick out and every story you come up with. He really loves when you let him play as the hero to save you, although he does find it adorable when you "take him down" when he plays the villain. Every once in a while his brothers will catch him in a tiara and a dress that definitely doesn't fit because you wanted him to be a princess or dress up for the tea party.

Mikey likes to cuddle with you under a pile of blankets when it's your nap time. Because of how good he is at manipulating your feelings you often let him do things the others aren't allowed to. He's the king of bath time; he makes the warmest, most colorful, and fun baths. Mikey's favorite thing to do with you is arts and crafts. He loves seeing what you doodle or what colors you pick when you scribble. He likes to get you covered in paint so he can give you a bath. He has a box full of drawings and paintings you've made; he also has several of your crafts sitting on display in his room. He has on more than one occasion rolled out a really long sheet of craft paper just for the two of you to cover it in doodles/scribbles. He really loves drawing things then telling you to draw them as well to see how they differ or if you can copy it.

Leo likes to try teaching you to skate; he'll never admit it, but he kinda likes when you fall down so he can pamper you afterwards. Because of his tendency to do things on a whim you're often subjected to really weird adventures, some of which are stressful enough to make you regress involuntarily. Sometimes he likes to prank his brothers just to see you laugh at them. Leo's favorite thing to do with you is read comic books. He likes to curl up on a bed or beanbag and read his favorites to you. Occasionally he'll try getting you to read them when really small because he thinks the way you stumble through it is cute. Your favorite comic very quickly becomes his. He loves seeing you fall asleep to him reading, but sometimes he feels a bit offended if he was being extra entertaining.

Donnie likes to teach you things like science or writing. Because you've spent quite a bit of time in his lab talking which sometimes can be tiring so you've also spent plenty of time napping there too. There have been several occasions where you've been handed off or walked in on him scrolling through a folder of photos of you. Donnie's favorite thing to do with you is play video or puzzle games. He likes to sit down with you in his lap, holding the remote under your own hands just to see how well you could do it. He likes seeing how your mind works and how well you could solve the puzzles. One of his favorite things, though he won't admit, is when you solve a puzzle or he helps you beat a level and you have a small celebration for yourself.

If they see you as a little sibling then both April and Casey Jr. are allowed to sit you if they can't be around. If they see you as their baby then only April is allowed to sit you, and it's only on rare occasions. As much as they love Splinter they don't trust him to be left alone with you as he might let you go or fall asleep for you to leave or hurt yourself. Draxum is an odd situation; he knows you exist and he's curious on what you did to his experiments to cause such strong emotions, but even Mikey won't let him meet you.

Most of your meals are cooked by Mikey as the others aren't good cooks and unlike them you "can't eat out all the time, it's bad for your belly." Most of your outfits are picked out by Donnie because he has the best fashion and knows what fabrics feel the best on your skin. Most bedtimes are curated by Raph as he has the most calming presence and ability to calm you down. Most of your naps are ruled by Leo because he's the best at wearing you down even when you haven't been close to sleepy.

Leo and Mikey have both on multiple occasions have stolen you away from the sewer several times just to set up a scenario where you need to be saved by them. They do this just to solidify in your head that you need them and their brothers to protect/take care of you.

Leo will sometimes join you and Donnie in playing video games, but that doesn't mean it's more fun. The twins do this purely so that one or the other can beat you in the game repeatedly so the one who wasn't playing the game could comfort you when you get sad or upset about losing.

Raph sometimes joins you and Mikey in your arts and crafts. He does this simply because he wants to have some of your art to put in his room too. Sadly his presence makes it a bit more boring because he's always trying to "keep you safe" even when you're doing something as simple as finger painting because "What if they try to eat it?"

Donnie and Raph are both constantly doing check-ups. And by that I mean, Raph is constantly taking you to Donnie to make sure everything is in order with you. You can end up spending 3-4 hours in the lab with Raph hovering as Donnie goes through the ritualistic check-up.

Lord have mercy if you get sick. You practically spend the entire time in the med bay with all four mutants crowding you. Raph has so many panic attacks during it. Donnie will not stop running diagnostics on you. Leo continuously wakes you up just to make sure you still will. Mikey barely lets you stay alone because "you're so fragile what if you need something and you're alone?"

If you regress to an infant or a toddler they're significantly less extreme and much more gentle with you. The biggest problem is Donnie and Leo will purposefully do things discreetly to make you fussy and cry so that one of them can comfort you. Also, Raph and Mikey really like the intimacy of bottle-feeding and will force you to do it even when big.

All four of them absolutely adore seeing you little whether it's because you've relaxed enough to be small or because you're so stressed you go into little space. Leo and Mikey are the best at handling the crying or screaming; Leo may be condescending while doing it but he still ends up calming you, and Mikey may be slightly threatening but he still ends up making you feel loved. Donnie and Raph are the worst at handling the crying or screaming; Donnie tends to be apathetic towards your crying, and Raph ends up panicking because of how hard you're doing it. All four handle a relaxed regression perfectly; Donnie will immediately engage in a good regression activity, Leo starts playing silly games with you, Raph jumps straight into cuddling and affection, and Mikey dives straight into baby-talking you till you die of giggles.

If you regress to a bigger age they tend to be more extreme and more chaotic because they see you as slightly less fragile. Now this only extends to if they see you as a sibling because if they see you as their kid then you're getting the same treatment as the infant/toddler regressors because you're still their little baby no matter the age.

It doesn't matter the age you regress or if they see you as a sibling or a child. They love you obsessively and deeply. The brothers would do literally anything for you, and there's nothing you or anyone else can do to stop them. You're going to be trapped with them for a very long time, and if Donnie succeeds at his immortality experiment it'll be even longer.

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It's my 4 year anniversary on Tumblr 🥳

this was last month HDSJKGHKDSGK

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Messy fun coloring sesh with the two badasses.

We heart girlies who insist on saving themselves

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some doodles with Donnie😔

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A brief moment of rationality from the bird place.

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SCREAMING OHMYFUCKINGGOD UMBRELLA-SHOW SERIES UPDATED OMFG DSUAUHIHAIHASIHDOAHOIDHIFSDHIFI

you can practically feel the anxiety coming off mc near the end RRARARARARTRARAR

LITERALLY SO GOOD THANK YOU FOR THE FOOD RARARRRRRARARARAR 😍😍😍😍😍😍

Platonic Yan Rottmnt

「 ✦ 𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜 𝐘𝐚𝐧 𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐓𝐌𝐍𝐓 𝐱 𝐌𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐓𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐏𝐭.𝟑 ✦ 」

The final part of my short Yan platonic Rottmnt series :)

TW: Kidnaping, Stalking

Words : 1661

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“Here you go, birthday boy, enjoy!” You smiled kindly, placing a cake on the table where a young fish yokai sat with a party hat strapped around his head. He beamed at the cake excitedly, his friends gathering around his table to gawk and drool at the cake, eager to eat. You watched fondly, clasping your hands together behind your back. You watched as another yokai, made of green slime, hopped on top of the table. He shouted loudly from excitement, “Let’s get this party started!” Right at that moment you grabbed a spare menu from another table nearby, opening it in front of your face to shield your face from the sudden splat of Exploding Frankie’s famous party trick. The green goo clung onto the menu before it dripped off and all of the green slime came together to form him again. The kids cheered and you took that as a que you had done your job. 

You loved your job. You loved seeing the smiles on other mutant’s and yokai’s faces when you brought them their meal they had been eagerly waiting for. Your boss, Senior Hueso, was pretty cool. You are forever grateful for him. He took you in when you had nothing and gave you a job as a waiter. The pay was enough for you to buy an apartment in the hidden city. The hidden city was full of wonders. Shortly after you made your escape from the dreaded sewers you had made your way back to the city to find some form of refuge. You had watched, what you learned was a yokai, opening a portal to the mystical city through a graffiti drawing on a wall. You had followed after them and were amazed by the sight of other beings, like you, wandering a city full of mystic and magic.

It’s been 3 months since you escaped the sewers, and you haven’t seen those turtle brothers ever since. You supposed that was a good thing. You didn’t really want to see them ever again after they held you against your will. While living in the sewers wasn’t half as bad as you originally thought, it felt suffocating with all the attention you were given.

“Y/N,” you were snapped out of your thoughts when your boss spoke to you. “Mi amigo manchado, is everything alright.” You gave him a courteous nod, fiddling with the collar of your outfit.  He was always looking out for you. You were one of his most diligent employees, after all. He even told you himself. You did your best to put a smile on everyone’s face. Even the rude customers. 

“I’m alright.” You responded, “just thinking.” You watched your boss look at you with a curious expression as he patted your shoulder. He was always a little concerned when you spaced out to think. You weren't sure why.

“Well then, there are a few more customers you may serve before you clock out.” “I wouldn’t mind working overtime again.” You quickly responded right after he finished speaking. You could use all the extra money. Heuso frowned, shaking his head in disapproval. “Oh no, you, tortuga, need more rest. You have bags under your eyes.” He pointed out, causing you to deflate at his protective tone. However, you weren’t going to argue with him. You didn’t mind getting more sleep anyways. With all of the days you worked overtime, your sleep schedule was basically obliterated.

“Fine,” you muttered in slight disappointment, causing him to give you a proud smile and another pat on the shoulder before walking away and letting you go seat the new customers. You gave him one more glance as he walked. Probably back to his office to work on his miniature wooden ship. You dusted off your apron, making sure you looked presentable for the last customers you were going to serve before walking all the way back to your apartment and collapsing into bed. The more you thought about it, the more excited you were to get more sleep than you usually got.

You glanced at the entrance of the restaurant, about to greet the new customers. Your blood ran cold and you immediately turned around to hide yourself once you saw them. No. There was no way they found you. You dared to take another glance, begging that it wasn’t them. Maybe you mistook someone else for them. You were proven wrong when you took another glance.

The Hamato brothers. They found you. How did they find you? You left no sign that you were here? How did they know about the Hidden city? You thought this was a safe place. The only place they would never find you. You needed to leave. Now.

You began to walk away from them with your back turned to them. You tried to look as discreet as possible. You needed to get to Hueso’s office. Hopefully if you asked him if you could just leave a little earlier, he wouldn’t ask questions and let you. For now, you needed a distraction.

“Excuse me,” you quietly spoke to an unoccupied owl Yokai waiter. “Could you serve them?” You carefully pointed towards the turtle brothers who were already seated at a table. Luckily, by your nervous and uncomfortable expression, the owl nodded and didn’t say a thing as he walked over to serve them. You silently thanked him, standing there for a while. You didn’t realize how shaky your breathing was until now. Your palms felt sweaty and your hands and knees were shaking a bit. You closed your eyes and tried your best to take deep breaths and calm down. You had to keep calm. You needed to blend in. 

You felt a strong urge to check if the turtles were distracted so you could hurry to Hueso’s office. You slowly turned your head as little as you could so your eyes could see them. Leonardo seemed to be talking to the waiter, seemingly ordering for himself and his brothers. Donnie was distracted by his phone and Raph was idly sitting, listening to the waiter list out the food they ordered. Mikey looked especially happy, kicking his feet under the table. You could tell he was extra giddy, seeming excited to get pizza. 

You didn’t know why you continued to watch, most likely looking for reassurance that they were occupied and therefore wouldn’t see you sneak to Hueso’s office. However, just as you were about to turn away, Mikey’s eyes started wandering throughout the restaurant, and soon landed on you. You two engaged in a staring contest, you visibly paling as his face lit up. You tore your gaze away, turning around like it never happened and bolting to your boss’s office. Just before you turned the corner to where Hueso was, you heard a loud whisper from Mikey, alerting his brothers of your presence, you assumed.

You left through a different entrance of the restaurant, one you hoped the turtles didn’t know existed. You bolted to your apartment complex, weaving through the crowd of Yokai in your way. Hueso had graciously let you leave early. You mentally thank him for not asking questions, though he did look suspicious. You wondered if you should tell him some other time. If you did, that might cause the brothers to definitely know you were there. Though, you were sure it didn’t make a difference, considering Mikey already saw you. They all knew you worked here by now. Maybe you could quit and find a different job. Somewhere deeper in the Hidden City. The thought of quitting your job and leaving Hueso out of the blue made you sad. He was the one who took you in when you were desperate and in need of shelter. 

As you continued on to your apartment complex, there were less Yokai in your path and soon enough, you were alone walking through an alley between two other buildings. This was a shortcut you normally took, so you weren’t really on guard or alert. That was a mistake.

The floor suddenly felt as if it disappeared and you felt like you were falling. Your breath hitched, your eyes opening as your body braced itself for some kind of painful impact. Instead, you landed on your backside on what you thought was the floor. You snapped your eyes open and saw you were encased in some purple glowing sphere. You pressed your hands against the walls of your prison. 

“Hey, sib! I didn’t know you got a job at Hueso’s.”

Your blood ran cold at the sound of that voice from behind you, almost not wanting to turn around. However, you did, and stared with wide eyes wide in shock at the sight of the turtle in blue, followed by the rest of them as they stood around you. You pressed yourself against the wall of the round cage, shrinking down like prey to a predator. You watched Leo place his foot on the purple device trapping you.

“It’s a shame, I really thought you’d be able to get us free pizza, or at least a discount.”

You watched him playfully pout, faking looking hurt as he put his hands to his chest. Mikey suddenly hugged the sphere, pressing his face against it with no warning, making you harshly flinch and shrink away from them even more.

“Welcome home, Y/N! We’re so glad to have you back!!!”

You gawked at him, dumbfounded before finally registering his words. Home? You glanced behind him, seeing the familiar walls of Donnie’s lab with computers and machinery all around. You’re mind blanked, your ears catching onto bits and parts of Donnie speaking. Talking about new reinforcements being made to the lair to specifically make sure you don’t escape again. You stared aimlessly at the wall as the feeling of horror and devastation sunk in. 

You were right back where you started. Except this time, there really was no escape.

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Yandere Donatello

You walk around your apartment. It's late. The clock reads 3 am and you smile and joke about the witching hour. You sit on your couch and put on Coraline for the thousand time.

You haven't been getting sleep. Or well....just haven't been sleeping period. If you somehow pass out on your bed or couch. Then so be it. You were having another one of your episodes. You didn't eat much and didn't sleep. It happened every once in a while and would go away after a bit.

As you watch, you notice you've been hallucinating more. You were tired, but the moment you tried to sleep, you were just awake. You would have to take something but they normally gave you night terrors and you can sleep after that. So you would just have to wait...and wait....and wait.....and- you sigh on the couch and rub your face.

You throw you head back and just look around the room. Today's hallucinations include flashing lights and shimmers. Right now you were 'hallucinating' a camera in the corner of your ceiling. You flip it off and laugh a bit. Finding it funny. But you jolt when you here a window open in your house. You pick your head up and wait to hear anything....nothing.

You shrug and look back at the screen. Saying the words with the movie as it plays. You really need to find another movie to watch. You smile at the thought and close your eyes. Your head slowly falls back but shoots up when you hear a clink on your coffee table infront of you.

You open your eyes and curse with a jolt. A giant turtle is standing in front of you with a tense grin. "Greetings." I says stiffly. "Yo." You throw a lazy peace sign at it. "So....hallucinating a turtle that's new." You groan.

It's smile falls as it looks at you and points back to the drink on the table. "You need to drink. You have been skipping your water intake." You sit up and lean forward on the couch. Resting your elbow and arms on your legs. "That bad thst my hallucinations have to tell me to drink water." You say as you reach for the cup you recognize comes from your cabinet. You drink from it. It's just water. Nasty and tasteless water from the tap. You finish it and look at the turtle. "Dramatic sigh, you look dead. You haven't been sleeping and need to rest." It says to you. You scrunch your face. "And you are?"

You both sit there in silence and it answered. "Donatello. You're one and only true love." He says seriously. You only smile and tilt your head. "That's cute. I'm so lonely I create a boyfriend." You lay your head back and close your eyes. You feel the couch dip next to you and hear an object being set on the table. A zipper is heard and rustling. You pick your head up and open your eyes to look.

It's a small bag with vials and pills and needles. Your stomach jumps at the sight. You look to Donatello as he messes with the needle and vial. "This a nightmare?" You ask him. "No, it's reality." He says snarkily. Your brows furrow. "Why do you have that then? Gonna kill me?" You ask trying to act tough but you voice shakes a bit as you see another light flash. You hold your head and sigh. Donatello only looks at you from the side and pulls the needle out of the vial and pushes the plunger to make sure there is no air in it. "I'm here to help you. You need me." You scoff. "Yea right. This is just a dream and I'll wake up." You turn to look back to the TV. It's blurry and you can't focus on the screen. You feel light from the lack of sleep and food.

As you are watching the TV and trying to ignore the Turtle with the purple mask, your sleeve is picked up. You look to see him lifting it up and wiping your arm with an alcohol swab. "That's cold?" You sit there confused. Why can you feel the wetness and cold wipe? He grabs your arm and wraps his fingers around it to make sure you don't move. It clicks. "You're real." You look at him horrified with tired eyes. He looks to you and smiles stiffly. "And im here to help." He stabs your arm as you wince. You grab his wrist that holds the syringe and try to pull it away but it doesn't even move. His thumb presses on the plunger until it hits the bottom. He pulls it out softly and sets it down on your table as you just stare at him horrified. You are kept in place by his hand on your arm.

You shake your head as things get blurry and your head tightens but loosens at the same time. He uses the alcohol swab to wipe the blood off of your arm and discards it onto the wrapping it came in. He turns to you and slowly let's go of your arm. You just sit there. You slowly blink and your head tilts. "You're real." You whisper. He smiles less forced. "And I'm here to take you home." You watch as he moves his arms and hands and starts to clean up the mess he made. You only slowly lay your body against the back of the couch.

"Are you going to hurt me?" You ask softly. He hums a bit and doesn't look at you. "No, I'm going to help you. Get you on a schedule and diet. You can't keep living like this." He says as he zips up the bag. A metal arm comes from his back and picks it up as he turns back to you. You are looking at him with hazy eyes and barely awake. He smirks and moves to pick you up. Your head resting on his shoulder as he holds you bridal style. "Let's get you home. You look tired." He says as he heads to the open window.

The last thing you see is the bright lights of your city.

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Part 3/5

redrawing rottmnt scenes but with the tmnt 2012 characters

HAPPY TMNT 40TH ANNIVERSARY!! 🎉

Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4 - Part 5

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Taste closed

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I'm not looking to start shit so I'm not linking it or anything, but you may have seen a recent anti-dark-content post circulating with a lot of notes making rounds in the x reader sphere and while I have nothing against people posting their feelings in their own private spaces, every time I see these kinds of posts there's a lot of misinformation that gets regurgitated in the reblogs/replies and I saw what looked like a battlezone in the replies, so.

I know posts like that can be very jarring and affects people like my readers, so to combat misinformation/shaming for anyone who saw it, I'm going to share some of my information on combatting fandom puritanism/misogyny/kinkshaming in its most common forms.

The most important fact, if you read nothing else, is this:

Most women have rape fantasies.

62% to be exact. I think the most pervasive myth on this content is that consumers are "weird" for it, when the numbers don't indicate that. You're in the majority!

The vast majority of people who have rape fantasies do not put them into practice in real life. A variety of factors can determine whether or not they do, particularly specific psychiatric disorders. (X)

To specifically address common harmful and pervasive myths:

the "go to therapy!" line

Generally any academic or professional resource will immediately tell you that consuming and engaging in "dark" fantasies is accepted and encouraged by mainstream psychiatry and part of the professional education for psychiatrists. (This also used to be pretty well-known until like the last 5 years or so, not sure why that changed.)

Here are some particularly insightful resources:

1) This article by Dr. David Wahl, in my opinion, hands-down does the best job of simply and thoroughly explaining why these fantasies occur and why couples practice CNC, as well as the fact that they are both harmless, psychologically beneficial to those with them, and not at all correlated to real-life rape.

2) Dr. Claudia Six has some of the best and most thorough material out there on the subject, specifically explaining why this is taught in mainstream academia psychology and how it is incredibly helpful to rape victims (X).

3) Lisa Diamond is a professional who focuses on this subject a lot, and was featured in the documentary "The Dilemma of Desire," in which she specifically focuses on how these fantasies are not correlated to real-life desires. (X)

4) Dr. Casey Lyle has specifically talked a lot on his socials about how fantasies, even in men/the perspective of the offender, do not correlate to actual risk of offending.

5) This article is not by a professional, but from the perspective of a survivor discussing how it is beneficial to survivors.

the "why would you want that?" line

The idea that fictional tastes = what you want to happen to you in real life is actually of misogynistic origin. I don't want to seek out or add links on this one, but if you're really curious, you can research about how the idea that "women read rape fiction, that means they secretly want rape!" was originally a classic "red pill"/MGTOW/4chan talking point that made its way into mainstream dialogue and thus the public mind in the last 15 years or so due to the incel epidemic popularizing those communities.

the "it's only valid for survivors then!" line

On one hand, yes it's very important to acknowledge that trauma victims use it to cope, however I feel that over-emphasizing that gives the impression that non-victims should be excluded from consumption of dark content, so to clarify, it's a very valid means for all women. Many women who have not personally experienced rape still fantasize about it, and that's fine.

The full explanation as to why this is true for many of them would be lengthy (and addressed in the aforementioned Dilemma of Desire documentary), but in the simplest terms, nonconsensual sex is the only context in which patriarchal society permits women to have sex at all without feeling guilt. For many women, particularly those in more heavily misogynistic or religious cultures, these fantasies are appealing because the idea of consensual sex may give them feelings of shame, guilt, "sin," etc. These fantasies allow them to experience the feeling of being desired without guilt of participation.

No society on earth is free of the psychological grip that cultural misogyny has on women, and shaming women for adapting to the conditions they are forced to exist under is as harmful as the misogyny that causes it itself.

ALL women experience a form of psychological trauma inherent to female childhood and female adolescence in a patriarchal world, and that is just as valid as coping with individual traumatic events.

Good resources on the subject of why women have these fantasies and how they are helpful in general:

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The "what you consume will make you do it in real life!" myth

Although the resources above already address this, it's important to establish why this myth is so prevalent and what its origins are.

The idea that consuming media with dark themes leads to or indicates desires to replicate those acts is a residual element of two major events:

1) Puritan revival culture, popularized in the US and UK in the 90s and 2000s (also known as "Satanic Panic"). A major facet of this movement was TV megachurch preachers making money off of exploiting well-meaning but paranoid parents into believing that your child playing Dungeons and Dragons or Pokemon would make them future serial killers and lure them into satanic cults. (X)

2) at the tail end of this, it was cemented in the public mind as a cultural ripple aftershock of the Columbine shooting, where this sentiment became popularized as the general public blamed violent video games like Doom and "dark" music like Marilyn Manson (whose life was temporarily completely upended by the events and took him years to recover/be safe from) for the 1999 shooting. This event had MASSIVE permanent and global effects in all sorts of ways that the public often underestimates the sheer scope of, notably that it solidified, prolonged, and, in the minds of many, "proved" the paranoias of the preexisting Satanic Panic. (X) This established a precedent, leading to virtually any major horrible event being blamed on the perpetrator's media consumption, including murder and sex crimes.

What this myth ignores in the cases it references (the slenderman stabbings, columbine, sasebo slashing, batman shooting, etc) is two crucial facts: that hundreds of millions of people consume the same media with no negative effects (helpful effects even), and that in every single case cited as "evidence" to the claim, the perpetrator had a preexisting psychiatric condition correlated to acts of violence (which usually went ignored, downplayed and even accelerated/worsened by those around them rather than the help they needed).

Sorry for the wall of text, but I feel an ethical obligation to combat this kind of misinformation, and I hope these resources are helpful for those who may be negatively affected by common misunderstandings.

You are not abnormal or wrong for the fictional content you consume or the fantasies you have!

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