Objectification - Tumblr Posts
Controlling us via our bodies is a core component of misogyny. The depersonalization of women’s bodies and deconstruction of us into parts, into sundered physical components we don’t personally own yet must tend to as communal property, is traumatic and intended to be. The body of a woman, in irreducible actuality as such, is never extraneous to womanhood, to misogyny, to gender as a construct; all are entwined.
To declare womanhood, meaning women’s lived experience, somehow a distinct, independent metaphysical essence unconnected to our material selves is as malicious as it is nonsensical. Yet, as women, by assignment or by recognition, our lived-in selves—our own bodies—are already so estranged we’ll accept such a ludicrous declaration when presented as some principled if esoteric means to overcome its own paradox.
Treating our embodied selves as meaningless and uninvolved impedimenta of no relevance to Actual Womanhood can seem ideal, almost, when misrepresented as recourse instead of what it is: more control wielded over us, more denial of womanhood as a complex and diversiform material experience.
To declare misogyny via material association, via bodily deconstruction, a nonentity is a strange loop of a misogynistic ouroboros. The societal discomfort caused by reclamations of women’s physical selves as our own private territory is so immense we’re afraid to say its name. The simplest acknowledgments of women’s selves as material and as material which inherently belongs to us, as women, as people, are derided and labelled suspect by any means convenient.
That bodily alienation can serve liberation or inclusivity or any good end is a lie; it serves only control. Warping it to appear distinct from more plainly status quo edicts on women-as-body-parts and body-parts-as-women is universally pernicious—except to cis men. The cis male embodiment alone is unimplicated, unimpinged upon. That speaks volumes (and by “speaks volumes” I mean screams misogyny).
You guys should send me dms or asks, telling me how you’re gonna use my holes while im coming back from a class or my work job, and just kidnap me and use me for your plessure like the dirty whore I am
@lily-kae
fun idea i'm tossing around: tying up a boy so he's totally immobile, can't move an inch not even to squirm. he gets to wear a blindfold and some noise-cancelling headphones. his legs are spread so i have the easiest access to my favorite toys. now, normally, i'd want him to watch while i play with his hole and his cock, but this time i want him to really focus on how good he feels. he should just think of himself as a good toy with a hard, achey cock and a needy hole. he can't see, he can't hear, and he can't move, but he can feel every little touch. to really settle him in, i'd pump his cock first so he's extra sensitive and then it's ready to be edged for a good hour or two. it can't cum because toys don't cum! i could pump his hole too before i stretch it out with a thick dildo to really make his hole feel good. no thoughts, just pure desperation and sensation
i guess i do like to be insulted but not in a gendered way or in a way that hinges on the sex i have. being called dirty or a slut just mildly annoys me because i don’t view it as insulting. i’m not dirty for liking sex and being a slut isn’t a bad thing.
but insults where someone just flexes their power over me? being called a dog, like i’m not even human? being called puppet, or cocksleeve? that is my fucking SHIT right there mmm mm.
Wanting to be passed around like a fleshlight while drunk and high at a party letting all of your friends use me as an object for their pleasure 🩷
um what if i told you to stay very still and hold your hands above your head and not to move and not to make noise because it was kind of distracting and i didn’t want to hear it. and can’t you just hold still? it isn’t that hard and it’ll be over soon. just stay there, love, okay? and then i rode your dick and used you to get off on for as long as i felt like it while you bit back your noises and kept your limbs pressed into the sheets and scrunched your eyes shut to avoid having to see me without being able to touch me or cum. and at some point your mouth would have fallen open and you’d just be giving these frantic little gasps and your fingers would be twitching and your whole body would be covered in sweat and i wouldn’t even care. just leisurely giving myself another orgasm on you. treating you like a beautiful object whose presence i value based on my pleasure. what then
i need my tongue buried in a warm cunt right now, need someone riding my face, need to be so soaked in wetness and filled with the smell of it, need to have the whole weight of the pelvis pressing into my face until it feels like it’s breaking my nose, need to feel the twitches and the jerks and the clenching channel and hear the involuntary little sounds as i suffocate in cunt, need my hair twisted in their needy fingers and yanked forward to bury me deeper, need my lips bruised and sore and my face and neck soaked when they finally pull away. need a little kiss on the mouth afterwards. and no reciprocation because this is what i’m good for and i could die with just this and be happy and they know it. blissed out, neck hurting, satisfied. anyway what were you saying
Male objectification <3
EMILIO SAKRAYA Tribes of Europa (1x04)
THIS BLOG IS 18+ MINORS DNI
Not my main blog, I don't follow or interact from this blog
About me:
mutt
he/they/it
22
queer transsexual
I post nsfw content and occasional gore
kinks:
degradation, age gaps, pet play, piss, breeding, gangbang, creampies, overstimulation, free use, forced orgasm, orgasm denial/edging, humiliation, exhibitionism, multiple penetration, pain play, knife/blood play, medical play, cnc, somno, branding, and probably more
a bathroom where trans boys are used as urinals. a row of trans boys set up as urinals on the wall, sitting on a small platform with their legs spread up like a V and chained to two vertical handle bars next to them, mouth taped and hands chained to hooks above them, their pussies exposed front and center. men come and shove their cocks into the warm wet hole, pissing in their pussies until they’re done relieving themselves and plug them up with the urinal stopper, attached to one of the handle bars. sweet boys marked up with markers and scribbles, tummies soft and round and full of hot liquid.
some bathrooms had some problems with the boys crying and making a fuss so they standardized the bathrooms across the country. whenever a trans boy turns twenty, they are sedated and shipped to bathrooms across the county. mouths gagged with black bags over their head, rows of them in airport bathrooms, restaurants, even in portable restrooms in camping sites. their soft pussies and warm tummies used by men relieving themselves.
source: mickeyimagines.tumblr.com archive on the wayback machine
Hey, before sleeping. Think about my big fat cock pushing into your raw little pussy and pounding you hard and deep before using you like my personal little cumdump. Just think about me making it fit and then dumping my cum inside of yoj
American Mate (5) - Extended Scenting Scene (M)
Paring: Hybrid!BTS Ot7 x Plus-sized Human FemReader
Status: Ongoing series
Chapter number: N/A THIS IS AN EXTENDED SCENE FROM CHAPTER 5, FEATURING THE BTS MAKNAE LINE.
Word count: 2,438 (only on Patreon)
Genre: Hybrid Playmate Au inspired by works created by @yoongiofmine
Hello, dearest readers! I thank you all for your patience while I am recovering from my hospital visit and while I am waiting to have surgery. Not to forget my broken foot and all the fun that has been. Even though I still feel like crap-o-la, I decided to do my best and treat my lovely Patreon Membership Holders to an exclusive extended scene. I will give you a teaser.
Warnings: NOT BETA READ!! This extended scene is SMUT. Everything is on top of clothes, though, and very much about scenting, but there is BDSM involved with Dom!Taehyung, sub!Jimin and sub!Jungkook. There is sensory deprivation and furniture/objectification play. Biting, licking, scenting, use of pet names (minnie love and baby bun), hair pulling, maybe exhibitionism (if you count someone on the other side of a divider)... I think that is all.
Being the center of Jimin’s affection is one thing, but when Jungkook joins in, Alpha Tae knows he has to find a way to gain the upper hand.
Jungkook leans in as much as he can in the van's cramped space to access the Tiger’s scent glands on his neck, but the angle is wrong. A soft whine pulls from the youngest, alerting the other two Alphas of the unhappy mate.
Both snap their attention to the bunny, who shivers under their intense gaze. Backing into the corner with one knee on the bench, Jungkook pouts and crosses his arms.
Taehyung moves first, unbuckling his seatbelt as Jimin climbs off and sits on the floorboards to watch. The Alpha tiger’s eyes shine crystal blue, pinning his prey, his mate, in his place on the bench.
Any prey hybrid, especially a bunny, in their right mind, would be running for their life if a predator, much less a Southwestern African Tiger, was stocking them in such a confined space. However, Jungkook simply raised his eyebrow and bit his bottom lip, enticing the older Alpha.
“Looks like our mate here was feeling left out, minnie love,” Alpha Tae growls while he cages the young one.
TO BE CONTINUED ON PATREON
If you want to read the full extension, you must hold a Patreon membership.
Taglist - Closed
@braveangel777 @bethanysnow @danielle143 @nenefix-on @im-gemmy @fluffy-canada-pancakes @staytinyville @juju-227592 @levislifeline @carolinexkpop @m00njinnie @drenix004 @singukieee @avadakadabra93 @dazzlingjade @sehun096rainbow @sunshinecallie @seoullove96 @reallysparklychaos @tired7o7 @channiespup @cryingpages @kittycatkrissa @captain-joongz @roseidol @hecateslittlewitchling @ayoo-bangtan @someshinesomedont @cerulean1riz @butterfliesinthenightsky @kayways
lovers’ fuck rule (m.)
pairing jungkook/reader/hoseok
warnings language | alcohol use | consensual objectification kink | blowjobs | mild voyeurism | oral sex with some assplay | sloppy seconds | indirect threesome | cum use | probably not for everyone
summary jungkook is still new to your established relationship with hoseok, which means he needs a little help feeling competent sometimes. especially when it comes to sex. alternatively, the span of a poly relationship over inaccurate amounts of fucking.
word count 13k
author’s note this is painfully indulgent, and I have no other excuse. I know some of you wanted to see my rendition of an objectification fetish, so I tried my best. please note that everything in this is absolutely consensual, and is specified as such within the plot as well. enjoy!
Keep reading
Why can't guys like this just...admit they hate half our species and go...inflict themselves on blowup dolls or something. No living woman should have to deal with a cruel misogynist who GETS OFF ON IT AND IS PROUD OF IT.
What I find to be especially distressing is how common these phrases come up--as the taglines men use on their porn blogs, as captioned "sexy" art on their blogs. It seems that a lot of men nowadays not only really, really hate women, but they're AWARE OF that hatred and enjoy eroticizing it.
The depressing thing is I see a lot of women with these blog taglines too. Like. Sometimes I wonder if the images on the blog are actually her images, or if it's a man using a woman as a persona, or if her male s/o is making her say those things.
That is one of many kinks I find genuinely disturbing--the complete dehumanization, the violent demands to carve up the female body to appeal to an unnatural and harsh physical ideal, the constant referring to women's bodies and body parts as only existing for male "use" like women are things.
But to see women parrot these things back on their blogs as the captions for their own nude or sexy photos is really depressing. How little do you love yourself, that you get off on the idea of being an object someone else can use? An object that they use, that they see as being no better than a disposal sexy toilet ?
@germanpatriarch I cropped the fucking photoshopped model out of this post bc that mishmash of the warp and blur tool would have needed a tag for body horror
Your dick isn’t so majestic and incredible that it would justify even the work of trimming pubes for it, much less any of that other stuff. I’m not even gonna critique it piece by piece because…wow. Honestly, ladies, if he even implies that your body hair isn’t natural and awesome, just invest in a nice skintech vibrator or something. it doesn’t conk out after 4 seconds and it whines less, too.
I think, after all these years, I have identified the worst “positive” reaction to coming out as a queer woman. This guy was very supportive. He was totally okay with me being into women. And to show his support, he’d try to bond with me like he would with a straight guy — by talking about hot women.
And oh my god, I don’t think I ever quite realized the way most men’s heads worked until then. This guy is older but relatively progressive. He used to work with victims of sexual abuse so he’s usually pretty sensitive to things like that.
AND YET
Suddenly we were having horrible conversations like:
“Hey, I saw a drunk girl outside. She’s so drunk that her top keeps slipping off and she’s flashing everyone.” “Holy shit.” *checks outside to make sure she’s okay and has friends to take care of her* “Yeah, I know you’re into women now so I figured you’d want to take a look too, haha.”
And I just! That reaction is just chilling! Suddenly I was having a straight guy joking with me about women in all kinds of compromised sexual situations, suddenly he was nudging me about every tit in media, suddenly he was talking in graphic objectifying detail about women’s bodies.
It was like I’d been inducted into a boy’s club and it was horrible in there. And all I could think was like… is this genuinely the way you guys talk about us? Are these really your bonding rituals? Do you think all queer women do this to other women?
Like, I’m not going to say that there aren’t any women who are creeps about other women (or hell, even about men), but the sheer lack of shame was kind of shocking. It’s not just this one guy; I’ve gotten it from other “woke” guys, too. This shameless, casual dehumanization of women, like it’s normal, like it’s the only way you can be sexually attracted to a woman. There’s a strange undercurrent of violence to it that feels utterly foreign to me.
I can’t look at a woman too drunk to consent and get excited about seeing her accidentally bared body because I’m thinking “What if that were me? What if that were my friend? What is she going to feel like later? Is she safe?” It’s a scary thing, not a hot one. And it’s kind of disturbing that empathy isn’t the first thought for the men who look at her, too. If anything, there was a sort of aroused disdain for a girl that “sloppy”. (But not so sloppy that they wouldn’t stare at her breasts.)
As a queer woman, I spend so much time fretting about being accidentally weird towards women. Staring too long or too hard, being too close, crossing boundaries. Because I think about all the times men have harassed me and made me feel small and scared and alone and I never want to do that to someone else. I’m not some awkward preteen who’s unsure about sexual boundaries anymore; I’m a grown-ass adult who has a responsibility to not be a creep.
And it’s always so bizarre and frankly kind of horrifying to realize how many other adults do not feel that same responsibility. As much as I hate the simultaneous desexualization and oversexualization of queer women, I found that being treated like “just one of the guys” was so much worse. I try to be careful not to fall into the trap of thinking my own sexuality is innately predatory because of its queerness — and then I’m confronted with sexuality that actually is predatory and it’s like a slap in the face.
God, what must it be like to never worry about the feelings of the person you’re staring at? How liberating. How horrible. How terrifying.
For a lot of men who are into kink, all the various trappings--leather corsets, latex bodysuits, bondage, petplay, whatever--are only additions; what they really get off on is degrading women.
But this also applies to men who practice vanilla sex, in that what they find sexy are often things that are painful or humiliating for women.
At the end of the day, a lot of men don't even LIKE women, not really: they like that they can take their anger out on us, that they have power over us, and that they can use it to hurt and even murder us.
Do men like women physically? All evidence points to no. They don't like our natural bodies, whether that's our hair, fat, breast shape or size, even the shapes of our vulvas they don't like. They prefer the constructs they're come up with--fictional creations that very often look like airbrushed versions of teenage girls.
Do they like women mentally? No. No, they do not. There is so much evidence showi ng men to be either terrified by, or contemptuous of, women who are smarter than them, that you couldn't list all the evidence in one place.
Do they like women emotionally? Again, evidence suggests no. Men/boys treating the women in their lives like either therapists or verbal--or actual!--punching bags, is not the same thing as liking someone emotionally. For them, every relationship with women must be neatly, ruthlessly categorized. Fuckable and unfuckable, pretty and ugly, useful and useless. Women are not people, to men like this. Not really. They do not think we exist as real beings...this is how you have guys who are serial cheaters who act like it's their girlfriend or wife's fault, because she wasn't doing what he wanted sexually. Exactly like someone shopping around at different stores to buy clothes; they feel no loyalty to the store owners because they exist for them only to sell garments. That's how it really is with a lot of men.
I feel like a lot of feminist praxis and philosophy can be easily condensed into one thought, which is that, to a disturbingly high number of men, women are things. Objects. Furniture.
Some guys like slipcovers on their couches. Others like leather couches. Some guys go and buy obscenely expensive couches to brag about them. But at the end of the day, they still just treat the couch like a couch.