I THINK YOU’RE PRETTY GREAT AND SUPPORT WHATEVER DECISIONS YOU MAKE REGARDING YOUR DIET AND APPEARANCE
YOU ARE PRETTY DAMN AWESOME AND ANYONE WHO SAYS OTHERWISE IS JUST TRYING TO POLICE YOUR HEALTH AND BODY AND THEY CAN JUST LIKE
THEY CAN GO FUCK THEMSELVES YOU KNOW
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Okay. I understood all the flack Twilight got for being an abusive relationship. Because it was and it was being read by a very young and impressionable audience. But ffs, 50 Shades is an ADULT NOVEL. Iit is about a BDSM couple. Which - newsflash - do exist. It is a completely consensual form of dominate/submissive sex play. The whole concept of domestic violence and abuse is that one side exerts control over an unwilling victim. I don’t recall Anastasia, or whatever she’s called, protesting to Christian’s form of sex. If I remember correctly, she quite enjoyed it! So before you condemn a work of romanticizedfiction, actually consider it’s audience and remember that they are mature and capable enough to know the difference between reality and fiction.
so i guess you didn’t read the parts where he coerces her and the part where he continues after she has used her safeword and acts like a fucking creep whenever they aren’t having sex
it is the worst possible introduction to BDSM i could imagine
i know my shit okay
im hoping the people defending this book are 1. never getting into BDSM 2. not currently into BDSM 3. havent read the book bc i dont want to believe anyone is that fucking stupid
knowledge on you right now.
Wanna know the BDSM mantra? Safe, sane, consensual.
So let me explain why this book was devoid of all three of these things.
Safe - In the first few chapters of the novel, Christian Grey tracks Ana’s cell phone to find her at a club. Takes her home when she’s drunk, changes her when she’s so intoxicated she doesn’t remember him doing so,and informs her he will be keeping tabs on her for her own benefit. This is not the behaviour of a respectable Dominant. This is the behaviour of a power hungry, abusive asshole who really can’t take no for an answer.
Sane - One of the most important parts of BDSM is aftercare. Scenes can be extremely traumatizing and intense for the submissive. Aftercare is anything from petting to cuddling to holding to sweet talking, whatever degree of gentleness a bottom would need to pull them out of “subspace”. How does Christian provide aftercare? He submits Ana to a traumatizing first time spanking experience AND THEN FUCKING LEAVES. AND GETS MAD THAT SHE DIDN’T TELL HIM SHE WAS UPSET. He’s the one who should fucking know better! That, again, is not the act of a responsible Dominant. It’s the act of a selfish abuser.
Consensual - Did I mention he undressed her when she was belligerently drunk? Tracked her phone to locate her? He also buys her a new car despite her saying no countless times. Now, consent is important for any kind of sexual activity at all. Consent means informed, consent means enthusiastic. Informed, enthusiastic consent. This is crucial in a BDSM setting. Scenes can be extremely intense, especially for the bottom. What is Christian’s form of obtaining consent? Handing Ana a fucking contract highlighting all the things he wants to do her asshole and asking her to sign it. She was a virgin (Don’t even get me fucking started.) who had never before been exposed to BDSM. Entering in that kind of relationship takes a gargantuan amount of trust and knowledge so you know exactly what you’re getting into. Not reading a list of kinks on a piece of paper and signing your rights to say no away. Christian didn’t offer her resources, he didn’t offer her information. He gave her an ultimatum. That is not the sort of consent a responsible Dom/me would seek from their submissive.
Fuck. This. book. It’s written in a shitty way, it’s a terrible example of a BDSM relationship (ask anybody already involved in the lifestyle and watch them go blue in the face just thinking about it), which is already faced with enough prejudice and misunderstand, and it romanticizes and glorifies abuse.
And this post is going into my bookmarks, because it is beautiful.
HEY LOOK EVERYTHING I HATE ABOUT 50 SHADES SERIES IN ONE
ooo, someone actually broke down the Safe Sane Consensual thing and how 50 Shades DOESN’T EVEN TOUCH IT WITH A 10 FOOT POLE.
I got so tired of explaining why what I liked was different from this piece of shit. Thank you.
50 Shades is not a story about a BDSM couple. It’s a story about a controlling, predatory, abusive man who uses BDSM as a tool to camouflage his abusiveness and manipulate his victim further.
I mean are we even going to mention the time she “jokingly” told him that she never wanted to see him again so, believing what she said to be true, Christian breaks into her house, forces himself into her bedroom, and has sex with her, all before she explained whether or not she actually fucking wanted him there. Let’s all remember that he did this to “remind her” that she wanted to be with him.
That was about the point where I stopped reading that disgusting piece of bullshit. I don’t need to read a poorly-written book that romanticizes something that is practically rape.
RAY, SHUT THE FUCK UP!
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Once upon a time there was no internet.
You kids know about this, sure. But you don’t really know.
There was no way to learn all the things you should have learned. And when you were alone, you were really really alone.
There was no info in the school library about sexuality or gender identity, about eating disorders and aspergers and depression and social anxiety, or anything to tell you that other people had these problems too, that it wasn’t just you being a fundamental failure as a human being.
If you weren’t living in a major metropolitan area there was no community for you. There was just church events and Wal-mart, and parties at people’s houses you weren’t invited to because everyone hated you, and driving around aimlessly on country roads, and that was your options for Saturday night, for every night. There was no goth club. There was no gay-straight alliance. There was no safe place for freaks and geeks except hiding in our houses not knowing how to find each other.
And maybe you got out of some hell-hole as soon as you were old enough, and even when you went somewhere better you found out that you never learned how to talk to people, you didn’t know how to go to a gay bar on your own or how to find an anime club or where you might learn how to play tabletop RPGs or any kind of social activity you would have any hope of being comfortable with, and now this prison of isolation you grew up in was going to last you the rest of your life.
Maybe the internet got here too late for you, and this hole in your heart was never going to be filled.
But that’s not going to happen to you kids. I’m glad.
The Internet age is actually GOOD
Mental health problems are, y’know, health problems. Treat them the same way, or shut up.
T H A N K Y O U
THIS IS SERIOUSLY A SALAD DRESSING COMMERCIAL
WHAT ARE YOU REALLY TRYING TO SELL
equal sexual representation between both genders on tv
i will reblog this over and over until my fingers bleed from reblogging
Lets get zesty
Kraft is the master of showing subtle equality, especially by throwing the knife at men when most companies throw it at women, causing men to be uncomfortable and women to be relieved.
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2. Put a piece of newspaper in alcohol, and wait 15-20 sec.
3.Place the wet paper onto your nails, push it down with your fingers and wait until the alcohol evaporates (7-10 sec), and remove the paper.
4. Topcoat it with clear polish.
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this is intense
CHELSEA HERE IS THE HOW-TO
TODAY IN CLASS THIS CHICK WAS PASSING OUT A PACKET AND SHE JUST THREW MINE AT ME AND I SAID “Yo don’t fuckin throw that shit at me like I’m a stripper.” AND EVERYONE AROUND ME JUST STARED AT ME AND I REALIZED THAT ITS BC THATS THE FIRST THING IVE SAID IN CLASS SINCE I CAME TO THIS SCHOOL AND JFC
Me whenever I have to dress nice for an event
No, I’m not ok. But I haven’t been okay since I was 11, maybe 12. I am still here though. I’m still breathing. For me, sometimes, that will have to be enough.
Clementine Von Radics