What’s the weirdest, most fucked up ship you can think of? I’m not a shipper myself, but I know for a fact there’s a very prolific Sophia shipper over on the Sufficient Velocity forums who wrote a few Taylor/Sophia and Lily/Sophia fics, among many others. Anything else you can think of?
You want really fucked up? Try Coil/Dinah.
One thing I want to note about “prevent rather than punish”: I’m not saying “punish prematurely”. I’m saying make it impossible for the crime to be committed in the first place. For instance, keep likely victims away from murderers, keep valuables out of reach of thieves, teach people properly about consent and don’t bring them up to glorify rape, that kind of thing.
It’s not always possible, and if it fails, it’s not the victim’s fault that it happened to them. The culprit is still 100% accountable. But it’s better if the crime doesn’t take place at all than that it does and the culprit is punished, because then the harm that comes with the crime doesn’t happen.
So I don’t really get why you’re doing the tw thing cause anyone who’s finished Worm probably doesn’t have any left (jk lol), but with that said, if you’re doing them you might want to give post #169967097234 (the one about Regent having sex with bodies he’s controlling) a tw: rape cause that’s one of the more horrific forms of rape out there, even if fictional :p
Yeah, good point. I kind of glossed over that fact when I learned about that, though it did occur to me.
It does cross my mind from time to time that people who would read this blog would generally be well aware of, and usually okay with, the upcoming triggers. I think the main reason I’m still doing trigger warnings nonetheless is that the posts might end up getting shown to someone outside the fandom by accident, such as by them showing up in a sitewide search for a phrase that shows up in the post.
Then father had gone back into the bedroom and slammed the door behind him.
I hope you have nightmares.
You probably won’t, though.
It had been around summer when that happened, Alec mused. He didn’t have many ways to tell time, back then, since he hadn’t gone to school, and the days kind of passed. Still, it had been hot, he remembered. Between that summer and Christmas, Alec hadn’t opened his mouth to speak once.
Eesh.
That was only one of a dozen or so experiences that came to mind. So yeah, maybe father had broken something in the process.
Yeah, maybe. Maybe.
Maybe.
Maybe it had been the emotional equivalent of staring into the sun for far too long, too many times, being left almost half blind.
That’s a good analogy, especially given that the result seems to have been Regent becoming emotionally stunted/detached.
I guess that might be why he craves the sensation of the emotions running through other bodies. Hell, maybe that’s why he ended up with this power in the first place.
Or maybe it was his own power. He could be two, three or four people at the same time, feeling what they felt. By the time he was a teenager, he’d experienced every kind of drug, in someone else’s body, had slept with himself as various boys and girls.
Well, that gives us a pretty good idea of what Regent would say to “would you fuck your clone”. Though it’s not quite the same, since a couple of the hurdles with that go away when the bodies are neither your own nor the same sex.
How was being just ordinary Alec supposed to compare?
Emotional abstinence.
The soldier that met him was known to the other soldiers as Creep. No captain would have the man in their squad, his predilections made him unemployable in the public sector, and the fact that Coil was the sole person who could and would provide him with the ‘payment’ he craved makes Creep as loyal as men can get.
On one hand, it’s not far-fetched that Creep and Dinah get the same sort of “payment”, but Coil isn’t the only one who can and will provide someone with that.
Given the nickname, however, I have another theory, and it’s not pretty for anyone involved. Taylor certainly wouldn’t approve.
…yeah, I’m talking about Coil providing Creep with people to rape. Possibly even children.
Everyone had a hook, a vice or something they needed on a primal, desperate level. Sometimes that need needed to be created, or nurtured, so it could later be hand fed.
Coil may be nicer, more friendly and likable on the face of it, but he’s not actually much better than Kaiser.
Those people who were driven by such things, carried that craving for something especially close to the surface, were among Coil’s favorite people, coming in a very close second to people who were useful. Those who were both useful and desperate for something Coil could provide?
The very best?
I mean, on one level this is just simple capitalism. It’s what Coil is willing to use as capital that’s the problem.
Well, they were the Travelers, Creeps and Grues of the world.
I wasn’t expecting him to bring up Grue, but I can see it.
I’m more interested in the Travelers, though. What exactly is it that they’re desperate for?
“I’ll talk to her,” he spoke. “Let’s see.” He patted her down with his free hand, brusque, not giving a second’s thought to the fact that she was a girl and a minor.
Ugh.
He reached his hand into her back pocket and when he pulled it out, he had a small knife clasped in it. Not hers. He placed it on the counter.
Ahh, planting evidence to discredit her even more.
The cashier stared at the knife, eyes widening, then she turned her attention to the merchandise. Ignoring him. What the enforcers did wasn’t something that few bystanders were willing to dwell on. But these people wouldn’t step in. Not for a potentially dangerous teenager that had been carrying a concealed weapon.
These guys know what they’re doing, clearly.
Had he been a real enforcer, Lisa would be scared enough. There were stories. People having their fingers broken for shoplifting, being beaten insensate, and there were even tales of the rare girl or boy getting raped by the really twisted fucks.
Just… fuck off. These people aren’t enforcing anything but their own sense of power.
When the enforcer was done making sure the offender in question wouldn’t come back to the Boardwalk, they left the bloodied person in the back of an alley, worked with another to stick them in a dumpster, or if it was late enough that nobody would see, they would toss them off the side of the boardwalk.
Sheesh.
A fifteen to twenty foot drop, depending on the tides and the location of the drop, onto sand or into water that was freezing cold for half the year.
Rest in peace.
This is one of the reasons I was somewhat uncomfortable with unambiguously calling it rape in the first place. I mean, of course what Heartbreaker is doing is rape, but what about someone in this situation? Someone who didn’t cause the change, and hell, might not even know about it? That’s a whole lot more […]
Exactly! The case described in part 1 is not rape, but it’s still a form of… enslavement, I suppose. Still terrible in its own right. And then there’s the case in part 2, in which the power dynamic is so skewed that it’s considered rape pretty much by default. That also ties in with emotional […]
The drug comparison is yet another reason why I asked the question in the first place. If you look at it more like being under the effects of the drug at all times, the victim is not in a proper state to give consent, and under all laws I’m familiar with, having sex with a […]
This touches on some of the same things as azdoine did in parts of this ask chain, and I think you’re both right. Whether the sexual relationships following are rape or not, the act of using a parapower to (intentionally and without a consenting subject) change someone’s mind permanently, in the first place, should be […]
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