Anarchy Class for Subs and Bottoms: Intro
[slaps chalkboard with a spanking paddle] so! class is in session! today we'll be talking about anarchism! i know, the saying 'no gods, no masters' may be quite alarming to a lot of you, but please, do try to stop wiggling in your restraints and listen.
[picks up chalk and quickly longhands a nearly incomprehensible word.]
so the core tenant of anarchism, as i see it, is responsibility. [slaps the word for emphasis.] responsibility for yourself, your community, and the natural world around you. don't groan now! i know you submissive ass bitches like daddy to come in and take care of things, as well as the threat of punishment to keep you in line, but we must all learn to function on our own, and daddy needs support too, so suck it up or else help me god. [corrects glasses]
now, there are three main pillars of responsibility. number one! [longhands another scribble that might just be the word 'penis' but it's very loopy so who can tell] recognising and differentiating between instances where you do or do not have control. what i mean by that is, of course, is that you'll have extra homework- beat your head against the desk again and i'll assign more- on the nature of systemic issues such as racism, ableism and queerphobia in late stage capitalism, so you are better equipped to handle this pillar.
in more familiar terms, consider a potential dom. if they live halfway across the world and both of you are poor, the distance is not something you can control- however you can change other things to accommodate each other if you so wish. neither of you can take responsibility for handling the distance at the moment, and neither of you is responsible in case long distance relationships don't work for them. in other areas, however, you still have responsibility.
number two! [two words this time, they definitely say 'tasty clit'] recognising your limitations. if you are disabled, you should not be held responsible for things you physically can not do- so for example, if your disability prevents you from leaving the house, you can not be faulted for not doing mutual aid. on a similar note, taking a break is not a sin! you can not bear the load- do not snicker in class! brats, all of you- you can not bear the weight of responsibility at all times, sometimes you need to let go and be taken care of, or left alone.
in more familiar terms, limits and boundaries! we all know if a dom doesn't let you have them, that's a red ass flag the size of germany. so you have to allow yourself to have them, too- none of that 'i don't have limits do whatever you want daddy' bullshit! it's not sexy and only really shows you are not a well-established human being.
number three! [longhands 'application' beautifully and perfectly readably on the desk] if neither of the former two apply, fucking do it! get your head out your ass, take a breath, and start on the goal you wish to achieve. if you want there to be a union at your work place, start one- you're human and you have power. if you want to join a mutual aid circle, find one- the internet is a wonderful place with so much information at your fingertips. you are capable of inducing change, and while that means you might induce bad change, it also means you might shape a better future.
in more familiar terms, say there is an issue in the relationship- you can sulk and get depressed about it, or you can communicate with your dom and clear it up. now!! onto the most important part of the class.
imagine the stupidest, most pointless rule you can. now imagine your dom sets it along with dozens of harsh and stupid rules, doesn't explain them, and punishes you until you're a sobbing mess whenever you break them. they don't give aftercare, and your begging to shift the rules to be ever so slightly softer, easier, more logical, falls on deaf ears. in fact, they crack down harder whenever you try to bring up how the rules are unfair. they tell you you can never leave because they're the best there is, and you clearly deserve it anyway because you're failing at the rules.
[poignant pause.]
the state is the dom. how much do any of you know about the legal system? have you ever tried getting into it? it's dense as fuck, and purposefully so- it doesn't exist to protect us, it exists to protect the profits of some rich motherfuckers on their golden thrones sipping the most expensive champagne in ivory towers or whatever it is the one percent do. i know, i know some of you motherfuckers could eroticise what i have described, but for the love of absolute fuck, try to imagine living like that every day, with no breaks, half starved and cold and lonely.
oh, did i mention you never even got a choice on whether you got into a relationship with this guy? 'cause you didn't, you were their child bride. imagine all that shit! every red flag, right? and we just let it govern our lives like it's normal not to have a single say in how your community is ran! don't you think taking on a little bit of responsibility is better than this?
[looks around the class] okay! i'll hand out the keys to your cuffs now and we'll have a q&a. i will still be expecting the homework- what did i say about banging your head against the desk! [looks at the camera] this class is a fucKING NIGHTMARE
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we need more vivi hurt/comfort in this fandom. #25 prompt (“I’m going to ask you how you are and I would like you to answer me honestly.”) from Artie to Vi if you're up for it? 💛🩵
(hurt/comfort dialogue prompts)
(oof god i'm rusty with these characters. let's get into it)
"I'm fine," she says, for what feels like the millionth time.
"Bullshit," is Arthur's response. "I'm down an arm, Vi, not my fucking eyes. And ho- honestly, I wouldn't- wouldn't even need th-those to tell right now." A hand lands on her shoulder, pushing her down further into the chair for emphasis. "One more try. I'm gonna ask you how you are, and it'd be nice if you c-could answer me honestly."
She shoves him off and stands up, already stalking away, ignoring the shooting pain all up through her side when she does. "God, fuck you. Fuck off. This is so stupid. I don't need,"
And then her vision whites out.
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She blinks herself fuzzily awake into a world much softer than the one she was just in. She's in bed, she registers, or at least a pile of blankets. The pain is gone, but it also feels like everything else isn't quite online, either. There's a vague clicking noise from somewhere to her right.
"...you hovering all the time," she finishes her thought, although it comes out too mumbly to really deliver.
"j'you say sa- s-something?" The clicking noise stops, and an Arthur appears in her field of view. He looks worried. So, like normal.
"Yeah, uh, what? Why am I in bed?"
Now he just looks exasperated, throwing his hand up in annoyance, which is an improvement at least. "You passed out, stupid! And th-th-then when I freak out, out about it you're all like oh no never mind it's whatever fr- from the fucking floor. 'Why am I in bed.' Dumbass."
She only vaguely remembers that, not that she's going to admit it. Well, okay, question answered. She tries to get up, and Arthur immediately shoves her back into the pillow.
"Hey," she protests.
He makes his usual staccato ch-ch-ch disapproval noise, which she usually thinks is cute when it isn't directed at her. "Nope. I j-just got done bandaging you up, you are not getting up. You, you are st-staying right here."
She tries to wrestle him off, but he's annoyingly persistent and her angle's all off. "Okay, I'm patched up! So it's fine! Let me out!"
Whup, and her hand is flat against the bed, and Arthur's hanging out of his chair to get his arm over her chest and pin her down. "No."
Probably she could flip him. Maybe. He'd hit the wall behind her but not, like, hard. She thinks about it. It's really hard to lift even the non-pinned arm. Maybe she couldn't.
"Stop being stupid," she tells him instead, sounding normal and not at all desperate. "This is nothing."
"It is- v-very much- not nothing."
"This can't be enough to stop me. It isn't! I'm better than this!"
"Get up, th-then!" he challenges.
"I'm not a fucking tranq'd animal!"
He yells wordlessly at her, she shouts back, until they're both panting.
She shoves him again, no real force behind it this time. This is such a waste of fucking time, when he damn well knows they never have enough of it. "I need to get up. You need me out there, you know that."
"Go to hell."
Now tears are welling in her eyes. She's screaming at herself, internally, but for some stupid reason it's not translating into more strength. "We're wasting time, here. I'm ready to go, I can move, I can work. Let me up."
He flops over, into a less aggressive pin, but not actually a less effective one. Their faces are almost touching, which was maybe the idea. "One more try," he says, again.
His damn stubbornness is another thing that she likes more when it isn't being used on her. This is not a fight she is going to win.
"If I fall asleep," she says reluctantly, "and you're not there when I wake up, I'm going to fucking kill you."
That gets a laugh out of him. "M'not going anywhere, Vi."
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| N A R I K O |
[ Category: The Promised Land ]
| 'Nother old gal who hasn't been touched since 2018 where I kept going on a spree making all these colourful Yiga OCs for the BotW era before I decided to change them into their own thing...
Anyways this is Nariko, she's Shigure's twin sister and is ofc the complete opposite to his personality- fhfnfhdh Aaaaand uuuuuhhhh... Yeah I just forgot I need to update his ref sheet and put it back on the post cuz I just realised I actually forgot to do that!.. But uh yeah anyways, not much to say other than she's Shigure's twin, she's a lesbian aaaand she actually works for the Frostclaw organisation from another region! She's like a delivery guy~~ (ETHEJJETHHHHOMG LIKE FR!! When they were all Yigas of mine then Nariko was LITERALLY a postal service specifically assigned by Takeshi after he took over Kohga's position like years after a different outcome to the original story thrjgegehd- How the fuck did I make that connection and just remembered said fucking connection holy shit that was YEARS ago how did I remember that shit!!)
... But uhm yeah so- ... Time to adapt her character further some other time and hopefully I'll have all my OCs finished by the end of the year! ... To which I doubt but one can dream...
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Name: Nariko
Species: Inferno Elf
General Personality: Kind, supportive, neutral, easy going, funny, jokester, loyal, clumsy
Height: 7ft "5"
Relationship Status: Single
Extra Info:
Twin sister to Shigure, they both share the same last name "Lotus" as neither are even married to anybody; Not saying Nariko herself hasn't got her eyes on someone, in fact she's overly fascinated with her supervisor, Monaka
She works at the postal service department of the Frostclaw traders in the Marshlands, which is close to the Sacred Forest; She does her deliveries mostly on foot which for comedic reasons gets her lost, stuck or sends her to the other side of the land to where she was supposed to go
In order to travel more "efficiently" during her shifts, Nariko had actually adjusted her boots so she can somewhat easily travel on almost any surface whether marsh, gravel or grassy lands to get to her destination... Instead of being a normal person and using transportation literally provided by the organisation
She doesn't see her brother often due to where they both work, but no doubt she doesn't enjoy the smell of his smoker breath and will always badger on to Shigure about the health complications and all sorts with the excessive smoking
Loves eating wheat, just raw wheat; Like her brother who nibbles on paper for whatever reasons, Nariko loves wheat for the texture of it against her teeth
Even though Nariko is also a member of the postal service department, she's also part of the security and defence for the Marshlands branch; She carries a sniper gun, making her a very skilled and reliable sniper
She's had her fair share of encounters with rogue assassins and even Kira's henchmen on her travels, especially a couple times coming across the Bounty Hunter; Who of course whoever is an ally of the Golden Palace whether directly or indirectly, will be attacked on sight, especially as the Frostclaw (Takeshi specifically) are very close allies to King Aurelius. She had to make a run for it or hide a few times even just hearing news of said Bounty Hunter is ever in the area; Fighting alone is futile in this instance
Because of travelling so much due to her job requiring it, Nariko has picked up a lot of languages and accents around the realm that she is fluent in almost every single one
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... Ok and yeah! That's all for Nariko for now, I'll try adapting her and a few others some other time when I've finally gotten to at least the rest of my OCs... I srsly hoping to get to most of them by the end of the year, to which I still have a plenty of time til then, but.. It's just trying to actually get to them when my motivation decides to be a piece of shit..
Luckily I'm taking my sweet ass time with art and OC refs so hopefully I get the ball running with that..
Anyways- Another drawing/OC ref added to the art spam which will either hopefully be this week or in the span of the couple weeks since I at least have a few Saturdays off.. To which I'm only be working two days so that's nice! I'll hopefully have more time on my art along with other irl related stuff-..... Yeah, guess that's it!
. Nariko, Art © Me . DON’T RE-POST .
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