my fetish is women who actually look happy to be having sex and look like they have willingly consented to the situation and it must be a niche fetish because it’s shockingly hard to find porn of it
We stand there, face-to-face, not meeting each other’s eyes. "You didn’t come see me in the hospital." He doesn’t answer, so finally I just say it. "Was it your bomb?"
"I don’t know. Neither does Beetee," he says. "Does it matter? You’ll always be thinking about it."
He waits for me to deny it; I want to deny it, but it’s true. Even now I can see the flash that ignites her, feel the heat of the flames. And I will never be able to separate that moment from Gale. My silence is my answer.
"That was the one thing I had going for me. Taking care of your family," he says. "Shoot straight, okay?" He touches my cheek and leaves. I want to call him back and tell him that I was wrong. That I’ll figure out a way to make peace with this. To remember the circumstances under which he created the bomb. Take into account my own inexcusable crimes. Dig up the truth about who dropped the parachutes. Prove it wasn’t the rebels. Forgive him. But since I can’t, I’ll just have to deal with the pain.
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casually call people “human” to unsettle them and make them question what sort of being you are
it’s weird how people talk bad about strippers but no one says anything about the people who go to see them
Let’s take a moment to talk about this. I mean, because first off, “Tell cars not to hit kids.” Well, yeah, we do that all the fucking time, idiot. Ever seen signs like these?
We have classes and signs and laws about it, and people are constantly reminded. So your argument only works if we put up signs everywhere reminding assholes not to rape. But you’d rather talk about how rape victims have it coming to them.
But the dumbest part of this crap? Roads exist for cars to drive on. Children need to be careful to cross the street because they’re entering into an environment that exists specifically for something that is dangerous to them. The only way this shit is a valid comparison is if you think that bars, parties, and the world in general exists specifically for men to have sex with women. And I gotta break it to the guys who support this stupidity- your dicks are not that important. So knock off this bullshit and stop excusing rapists.
To add to the point, even if you accept the premises above (which I do not), pedestrians still always have the fucking right of way, and a driver who strikes a child, even if that child was negligent, is going to be the one held responsible.
If you’re not in control of your car, and your car hurts someone, welp, that’s your fault. That’s where we get terms like “vehicular manslaughter” and “at-fault accident.”
If you’re not in control of your cock, and your cock hurts someone — fuck, I can’t even finish this sentence, because your cock is not a separate thing from you. Your cock is not several tons of metal and glass and plastic and if it is, keep it the hell away from the rest of humanity.