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Matryoshka (April 4th, 2018)
The adorable little cinnamon roll Mishima stole my heart, I wanted to see more of him. I also loooove me that Daddy Iwai. So I said both. Both is good.
Rating: EXPLICIT Fandom: Persona 5 Pairing: Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya)/Mishima Yuuki, Munehisa Iwai/ Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya) Warnings/Contents: PAST R*pe/Non-Con (specifically discussed), Spoilers for Persona 5, Underage romance. Adult/High Schooler, established relationship, A/B/O, OmegaxOmega sex, Knotting, Tattoo kink, dirty talk, Daddy Kink, Heat Sex, Breeding Kink, Dick Piercings AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/14207370 Word Count: 17,207 (One Shot) Summary: Summoned to the school rooftop, Akira finds Mishima starting his heat and hiding away from the volleyball team. Kamoshida may be gone but his insistence that Mishima ignore his suppressants, and his promise to throw the poor omega to the team as a reward, remain. Luckily Akira knows a perfect place to take the skittish teen to ride out the heat safely, a little slice of heaven tucked away behind a hidden wall in Untouchable. Mishima expects the worst when he's introduced to the alpha owner, Iwai, but the older man proves to be far from the omega's opinions of a typical Alpha. The two omegas share their stories, and eventually, due to extended proximity, their heats, growing closer. Iwai gets dragged into the mix by a sneaky move on Mishima's part, to show his thanks for their gentle care. But can he overcome all the pain and mistrust in his heart, and let someone in? Or someoneS?
~Excerpt~
“So listen kid, I get the feeling you ain’t used to a damn dirty adult bein’ nice to ya-let alone an alpha,” Iwai looked directly at Mishima, but was careful to avoid complete eye contact, knowing the poor omega wouldn’t be able to stand too much scrutiny in the current state he was in. “Believe me or don’t, but I ain’t layin’ a finger on ya. This place is safe, there’s only two ways in or out and the Brat here knows ‘em. S’fully stocked for an omega’s heat, enough to last ya and keep ya goin’ through the worst and the best of it. You got a phone?”
Mishima held back the squeak that bubbled up from him at the sudden question, nodding and reaching for his pocket.
“Good, number to the omega Outreach an’ the local clinic are right here,” the gun merchant rapped a knuckle against a laminated piece of printed paper next to the doorway. “You need help, you call em. My direct phone line is there too.” Iwai’s gaze swung to Akira, who was busily pulling blanket after blanket from the dresser by the window. “You got the Brat here to give you the good tour. Any questions?”
Mishima was squirming where he sat, aware of the slick ruining his uniform pants as it seeped, and the sweat trickling down his...everywhere. It was getting harder to focus on anything other than the fact that there was an alpha in the room. “I...haa...uhm...How...how long do I have to stay?”
Iwai’s eyebrows shot up in surprise, and his eyes darted to shoot Akira a scowl before resting on Mishima again. “However long ya need, kid. I ain’t runnin’ a prison or anythin’.” He crossed his arms over his chest. “With as bad as you’re lookin’ though, I’d at least give it the night. S’gettin’ dark already and Shibuya ain’t the kinda place you wanna be this time of the month.”
The older man wasn’t entirely sure how much had actually gotten through to the newcomer-his eyes were going glassy, and they weren’t looking anywhere but at him. alpha fixation. Definitely time to go. He glanced at Akira, who gave a slight nod in agreement, then turned to leave.
“Why?”
Iwai stopped, but didn’t look back, unsure if he could stand to see the confusion, and struggle, and pain that he already heard in the teen’s voice.
“Because not all alphas are bastards, kid. But a fuckin’ lot of ‘em are.”
Burrow ( June 27th, 2018)
Rating: EXPLICIT Fandom: Persona 5 Pairing: Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya)/Mishima Yuuki, Munehisa Iwai/ Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya) Warnings/Contents: PAST R*pe/Non-Con (specifically discussed), Spoilers for Persona 5, Underage romance. Adult/High Schooler, established relationship, A/B/O, Eventual threesome AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/15076556/chapters/34954967 Word Count: 11,070 (3/? Chapters) Summary: After the heat in "Matroyshka" Mishima, Akira, and Iwai find themselves inexorably drawn together. Akira can't help falling for Mishima. Mishima is intrigued by Iwai and wants to learn more. And Iwai refuses to let any further harm come to either of them. How, though, do you fit three very different people into one relationship that will last? The continuation of these three getting together.
~Excerpt~
The older man smirked. “Let’s start with the basics. You ever cooked before?”
Bright eyes blinked in surprise, and his mouth stepped out well before his brain could catch it. “Of course I have!”
Using a microwave to reheat meals counted.
It did .
He knew what was expected of him. Omegas were supposed to be domestic . Cooking, cleaning, babies on their hips...the whole picture. It wasn’t that he was opposed to any of that, he just...well. He was himself, and that meant that he was entirely capable of lighting toast on fire if left to his own devices for extended periods of time. His parents were planning on sending him to one of those omega home ec cram schools as soon as he got a little older, to try and make him more marketable.
“I cook all the time,” Mishima swallowed thickly around the blatant half truth that scalded on its way out. He glanced up into Iwai’s eyes for a moment then cut his eyes to the counter.
Iwai cocked an eyebrow, tasting the anxiety pouring from the kid like a fountain, watching the way he refused to meet his gaze. Far be it for him to rake him over the coals for this. “Alright, alright. So, you know the basic differences in blade types. How each has its own use.”
Mishima slowly nodded, and lifted his head, listening as Iwai began expanding on that. He found himself entranced, not just with the honeyed voice rumbling, or the way the gunsmith’s body moved as he spoke, but with the words themselves. It sparked something in him. He’d always been studious, his parents never had to push him in that direction. He liked learning, liked information and words. He had a knack, even though he never counted it as anything useful outside of testing well. And his anxiety tended to even that out anyway.
Aerie (July 4th, 2019)
Technically an interstitial piece of Sojourn. Chronologically it’s the first piece, as it is about Akira and Iwai meeting, but I think I placed it in the middle of the series since that is when I wrote it? It was originally part of Matryoshka, and was going to be the parts of Akira’s story that he told Mishima about. But it was a bit too jarring, and so I ended up taking it out. Once again I couldn’t bear to just delete it so...
Rating: Mature Fandom: Persona 5 Pairing: Munehisa Iwai/ Kurusu Akira (Ren Amamiya) Warnings/Contents: PAST R*pe/Non-Con (specifically discussed), Spoilers for Persona 5, Underage romance. Adult/High Schooler, established relationship, A/B/O, Akira is pretty cynincal about life. AO3 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/19471450 Word Count: 3,309 (one shot ficlet) Summary: The unseen beginning to Akira and Iwai's relationship. One little monsoon and two lives are forever redirected. “Why didn’t I meet you sooner?” “Believe me, kid,” Iwai gave a soft, self-deprecating chuckle. “You wouldn’t’a liked me much sooner than this. But ya know me now.” Can be read as a standalone, or as the chronologically first part of the Sojourn series.
~Excerpt~
Realistically, Akira knew there had to be good alphas in the world. The media always loved to paint them that way. And not every omega was raped or brow beaten into relationships and matings, he had known plenty of happily in love couples back home. But they’d seemed so rare, mythical creatures almost in their own right, that the odds he’d ever meet one...and life had only served to prove just how accurate that was.
No, not every alpha could be bad, he just had really... really shitty luck.
“...You are the weirdest alpha I’ve ever met.” Akira sighed, his hands falling away. “I don’t get why you’re so unaffected. Hell, I’m not even unaffected-I kinda want you to fuck me! I’ve already told you I wouldn’t even put up a fight, so why won’t you ?” His eyes widened and shot to Iwai’s neck, searching.
“I’m not mated,” Iwai answered, guessing what the omega was looking for. “And while we’re running down the list, I like guys and omegas just fine, not seeing anyone at the moment...honestly kid, I ain’t unaffected. Been hard enough to cut diamonds the minute I smelled ya. But there’s such a thing as control. I’ve seen what alphas--what people do, maybe not as close and personal as you have, but I’ve still seen it. And it’s...ugly, to say the least. Not all alphas are bastards, kid. But a fuckin’ lot of ‘em are.”
The gunsmith sighed and gripped the steering wheel tightly. “I swore I’d never be one of them. I never wanted to see and smell that kinda fear comin’ offa anyone again.” He leveled his gaze on Akira. “Head on inside, lock up, I’ll hang back and make sure no one’s sniffin’ around.”
Haven't had a nightmare in a long time, had to have one today
Can't explain quite what it was about
Thought I'd list some weird parts or changes
-general layout of my town was wrong
-brother looked wrong, can't remember if he was still named Aaron though
-only mom or dad would be there at the time, except they were playing the same person
-there was a somehow sprawling abandoned building
-or rather, it was a closed junk store at first, not at some points the dream just treated it like an abandoned building
-we don't have junk stores
-there were these other people, around my age, in there to
-those people either became straight up monsters, or monstrous people
-they raped my mom(or my dad?)
-they wanted to kill us
-by the time we left the building we weren't in town, but more a place a lot like my grandparents summer cabin in Canada
-Now they were just straight up monsters, but still looked like people, I dunno honestly
-when we drove away, we didn't come to roads like normal, but a vast and infinite desert with a thin wire bridge across it, and if you feel into the desert, you'd sink forever beneath the sand
That's all I remember clearly enough, though I'm certain there was some more. It probably sounds stupid, nightmares usually do when told, why I don't normally tell people, don't want them to think I was scared of something stupid. But nightmares aren't about experience, they're about feeling, and whatever you're feeling, too difficult to describe, is what makes them truly scary
Taking a break from shorthand practice cause my hands hurt, thought I'd talk about umbrella academy
Umbrella academy pisses me off
Its general lack of direction, its refusal to answer questions whilst piling more junk on top, its nonsense. The way its clear season three was a cluster fuck of time waiting and filler episodes as they had no idea how to bridge the gab between season two and what came next, ultimately ending with the uninteresting resetting of the world after the fight with the monsters in the other hotel.
Nothing, however, pisses me off more then Allison.
She is the worst.
So I swear to god, when season four rolls around(and it's confirmed last I heard), if they let her off, the hook, I will break shit.
"Oh, its okay, we're all just one big, dysfunctional, pseudo-family, of assholes who hate each other, you fit right in"
NO!
SHE RAPED HER BROTHER
SHE IS EVIL
SHE MUST DIE
Let's also not forget she used her powers to get ever little thing she's ever wanted, down to brainwashing get first husband. And as that man was brainwashed there's a strong case to be made that he couldn't have consented
And won't you look at that, Allison is now a serial rapist
What is wrong with this character
Taking a break from shorthand practice cause my hands hurt, thought I'd talk about umbrella academy
Umbrella academy pisses me off
Its general lack of direction, its refusal to answer questions whilst piling more junk on top, its nonsense. The way its clear season three was a cluster fuck of time waiting and filler episodes as they had no idea how to bridge the gab between season two and what came next, ultimately ending with the uninteresting resetting of the world after the fight with the monsters in the other hotel.
Nothing, however, pisses me off more then Allison.
She is the worst.
So I swear to god, when season four rolls around(and it's confirmed last I heard), if they let her off, the hook, I will break shit.
"Oh, its okay, we're all just one big, dysfunctional, pseudo-family, of assholes who hate each other, you fit right in"
NO!
SHE RAPED HER BROTHER
SHE IS EVIL
SHE MUST DIE
I can't sleep so I'm talking about umbrella academy again
It's occurred to me what the worst part thing about season three is. And it's not Allison, or the fact that she raped Luther, the worst part is what happens after
NOTHING
Nothing freaking happens. They never address it
LUTHER INVITES HER TO HIS FREAKING WEDDING
DAYS. LATER.
I can live with characters doing horrible things for plot reasons if I must, but the fact that it never comes up again and never even gets mentioned, Luther never even tells anyone and Allison gets away with that, IT'S JUST DUMB
This actually gives me the chance to talk about a much better show, Buffy the Vampire Slayer
Late in btvs, I can't remember the exact season, Spike attempts to rape Buffy
And it's a big deal, holding semi-large repercussions, changing the way some characters see each other, and the way they behave, and resulting in massive character growth eventually
So yeah, tldr, the most annoying part about s3 of The Umbrella Academy is that it fails to address anything important, and btvs is a good show
You mean to tell me some people think male tape ISNT real?? If anyone tells me it isn’t real, instant block
Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
Man can be raped guys. It's not just woman. And not always are man who are raping other woman to can rape others and I say this AS a woman.
Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
Not only by a woman. Amabel literally said "when the Lannisters take this castle i'll make sure you get gangr*ped by several men AND me." Arya was only 9-10 years at the time. I don't know how people can forget about this moment because it's something so traumatizing and disgusting...
The cook was spared (some said because he'd made the weasel soup), but stocks were hammered together for pretty Pia and the other women who'd shared their favors with Lannister soldiers. Stripped and shaved, they were left in the middle ward beside the bear pit, free for the use of any man who wanted them.
Three Frey men-at-arms were using them that morning as Arya went to the well. She tried not to look, but she could hear the men laughing. The pail was very heavy once full. She was turning to bring it back to Kingspyre when Goodwife Amabel seized her arm. The water went sloshing over the side onto Amabel's legs. "You did that on purpose," the woman screeched.
"What do you want?" Arya squirmed in her grasp. Amabel had been half-crazed since they'd cut Harra's head off.
See there?" Arnabel pointed across the yard at Pia. "When this northman falls you'll be where she is."
"Let me go." She tried to wrench free, but Amabel only tightened her fingers.
"He will fall too, Harrenhal pulls them all down in the end. Lord Tywin's won now, he'll be marching back with all his power, and then it will be his turn to punish the disloyal. And don't think he won't know what you did!" The old woman laughed. "I may have a turn at you myself. Harra had an old broom, I'll save it for you. The handle's cracked and splintery-"
Arya swung the bucket. The weight of the water made it turn in her hands, so she didn't smash Amabel's head in as she wanted, but the woman let go of her anyway when the water came out and drenched her. "Don't ever touch me," Arya shouted, "or I'll kill you. You get away."
Sopping, Goodwife Amabel jabbed a thin finger at the flayed man on the front of Arya's tunic. "You think you're safe with that little bloody man on your teat, but you're not! The Lannisters are coming! See what happens when they get here."
ArYA nEVeR FaCEs ANy kInD Of s*xUaL viOL*nCe/aDvaNCeS:
The only thing was, the pot-shops were never empty, and even as she bolted down her food, Arya could feel them watching. Some of them stared at her boots or her cloak, and she knew what they were thinking. With others, she could almost feel their eyes crawling under her leathers; she didn't know what they were thinking, and that scared her even more. A couple times, she was followed out into the alleys and chased, but so far no one had been able to catch her.
"This lot, half o' them would turn you over to the queen quick as spit for a pardon and maybe a few silvers. The other half'd do the same, only they'd r*pe you first. So you keep to yourself and make your water in the woods, alone. That'll be the hardest part, the pissing, so don't drink no more'n you need."
"You shut your mouth!" Arya tried to think what Syrio would have done. She drew her wooden practice sword. "Come closer," Rorge said, "and I'll shove that stick up your b*nghole and f*ck you bl*ody."
Rorge came around a corner with three other men, the manticore badge of Ser Amory sewn over their hearts. When he saw her, he stopped and grinned, showing a mouthful of crooked brown teeth under the leather flap he wore sometimes to cover the hole in his face. "Yoren's little c*nt," he called her. "Guess we know why that black bastard wanted you on the Wall, don't we?" He laughed again, and the others laughed with him. "Where's your stick now?" Rorge demanded suddenly, the smile gone as quick as it had come. "Seems to me I promised to f*ck you with it." He took a step toward her. Arya edged backward. "Not so brave now that I'm not in chains, are you?"
"I'm not a squirrel," she said. "I'll almost be a woman soon. I'll be one-and-ten.""Best watch out I don't marry you, then!" He tried to tickle her under the chin, but Arya slapped his stupid hand away. (Wasn't sure about including this one, but Greenbeard did try to touch Arya without consent while joking about marrying her, so in it goes).
An old man sat down beside her. "Well, aren't you a pretty little peach?" His breath smelled near as foul as the dead men in the cages, and his little pig eyes were crawling up and down her. "Does my sweet peach have a name?"
Quill, the sad-eyed little man who made up all the bawdy farces for the Ship, offered to teach her how a woman kisses, but Tagganaro smacked him with a codfish and put an end to that.
A crewman on the whaler cursed at her so loudly that he scared away her cats and one of the Pentoshi oarsman asked how much she wanted for the clam between her legs, but she fared better at the other ships.
And then we have the Mercy chapter from TWOW, which is a league of its own:
Mercy pushed it back into Bobono's breeches and laced him back up. "Mercy," he sang as she tied him tight, "Mercy, Mercy, come to my room tonight and make a man of me." "I'll make a eunuch of you if you keep unlacing yourself just so I'll fiddle with your cr*tch."
"Now I recall." Bobono lowered his voice to a sinister croak. "The seven-faced god has cheated me," he said. "My noble sire he made of purest gold, and gold he made my siblings, boy and girl. But I am formed of darker stuff, of bones and blood and clay, twisted into this rude shape you see before you." With that, he grabbed at her chest, fumbling for a n*pple. "You have no t*tties. How can I r*pe a girl with no t*tties?" She caught his nose between her thumb and forefinger and twisted. "You'll have no nose until you get your hands off me."
The two guardsmen exchanged a look. Then the handsome one reached out and touched her br*ast. “Anything?“ “You’re disgusting,” said the older man.
“Might be, but this one is a child.” “I am not,” lied Mercy. “I’m a maiden now.” “Not for long,” said the comely one. “I’m Lord Rafford, sweetling, and I know just what I want. Hike up those skirts now, and lean back against that wall.”
“It’s hard at first,” she admitted. “But after a time it comes easier. I could teach you to say a line. I could.” He grabbed her wrist. “I’ll do the teaching. Time for your first lesson.” He pulled her hard against him and kissed her on the lips, forcing his tongue into her mouth. It was all wet and slimy, like an eel.
My room’s not far, but hurry. I have to be back before the second act, or I’ll miss my r*pe.” He grinned. “No fear o’ that, girl.”
“You’re not going anywhere.” He pulled her roughly to him. “Get those rags off, and I’ll show you how old I am, girl.”
Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.
Of fucking course
What sick bastard doesn’t
“Those poor boys”
“She deserves to be punished too.”
“I’m not saying I support rape, but-”
“Sorry to say - she deserved it.”
“She put herself in harm’s way”
“But if she was fingered, then that’s not rape.”
“She ruined their lives.”
A creepypasta saved me from getting raped when I was 10 lol
Written in all sorts of POV’s because I’m unorganized and angry. Will edit later, I need to vent.
TRIGGER WARNINGS: mentions and implications of SA, suicidal ideations if you read between the lines, a now ex friend who made fun of my experience
This is a VENT!!!
Innocence died screamin’
Honey ask me, I would know
I screamed. Begged. Pleaded. Eventually I had to punch.
My innocence died at 13 and I still remember waking up in that truckbed with sore knuckles surrounded by vomit.
And I didn’t cope with it in any healthy way. All the way up until the night after my 18th birthday I let people use me and jerk me around with my emotions as a collar.
So forgive me, cunt; if I tell you something with the confidence you won’t treat it like a joke. Forgive me if I’m angry and explosive when you treat these things as if it’s another story to go and tell all of our friends because you think you’re soooo special for not “giving it away” until well after your 20th. Forgive me if that makes me “an easy lay” for being vulnerable around people I once trusted.
“I just feel like it should be special when it finally happens for me, you have expressed you don’t feel one way in particular about virginity.”
I didn’t get a choice, otherwise virginity would be way higher on my list. I don’t get to have the same experience you did. I’m glad and overwhelmingly happy you felt safe, I glad you weren’t gutted and robbed like I was.
When my partner and I met she had only the bullet points of what happened to me. She had an idea that the reason [redacted] and I stopped talking was because something happened.
[redacted] felt like everyone where we worked should know, even after I did my best to cover up what wasn’t even my fault in the first place. To this day I’ve never once tried to bring it up to other coworkers that [redacted] was lying about what really happened. I had to beg with my partner not to knock his teeth out.
She knew before we started dating that my outlook on sex was skewed.
“I think sex can be beautiful with the right person; but I don’t think I could personally see myself being sexually active.”
And she accepted that as my answer. Part of me feels bad, though. I feel like on some level that because of my (albeit valid) fear that I’m preventing some level of intimacy between us. Only time will tell if something ever happens in that regard.
Sometime I look at the photo drive of people I used to be friends with. Sometime I dig through my Polaroids to look at the frozen moments. I don’t have the heart to get rid of them. And I don’t know why.
I hope that one day I can untangle the mess in my mind, get rid of all the photos; and eventually be comfortable in my own skin as myself.
my input into the thea discourse in the aftg fandom
tw: rape, SA, abuse, violence
spoilers ahead !!! full disclosure: these are my opinions and no one is obligated to agree w me but if u don't i'm literally begging u pls explain urself properly in replies or just don't engage. it's rlly not that deep i just can't w mfs who just say shit like "ur wrong" without giving it any real thought and acting mature and explaining their opinion. if ur a hardcore thea hater/lover honestly just do the smart thing and don't even read on. thanks pooks !!!
gotta preface this by saying: i am not a thea hater. she's done a lot of things wrong that i'll go into but i don't have a strong hatred or even dislike for her. that being said i'm fully aware that if there's anything that will get the aftg fandom riled up it's thea muldani or the extra content. one of those.
first off, i'm well aware that thea is very much a victim of the nest, as much as jean or kevin. and also we don't even fully know how deeply thea was entrenched in the shit that went down in the nest, all we know is that she probably didn't abuse kevin or jean the way others did, considering how she interacts w them in tsc. one of the main criticisms i see of thea is how she "handled" the whole situation w riko and kevin and finding out all of riko's abuse. ppl didn't like her "no harm no foul" attitude re: kevin's broken hand. i get this, considering it wasn't rlly "no harm no foul" given the lasting trauma left on kevin from the incident, and also how long he spent recovering. that shit leaves a long-term impact on ppl and riko still remains kevin's abuser, and thea was wrong for considering it to be "no harm no foul" bc there was harm done. that being said, i think ppl need to be aware that the nest was very much a cult, as neil so aptly puts it. and tbh i have had very little experiences w these sort of environments but i do know that the nest's mentality likely had a long-term impact on thea asw. no matter how deep the abuse went w the other ravens, they were all still subject to the deep-rooted competition and fear that everyone experiences in the nest. idk the full extent of it, but it's pretty safe to assume that thea (given how good of a player she is) is pretty deep in all the cult mentality. this isn't an easy thing to just grow out of, and a lot of the brainwashing that went on in the nest probably stuck w thea and contributed to her responses to finding out exactly what happened to jean and kevin in the nest.
one of the things i most dislike abt thea is the whole conversation between her and jean in tsc. i appreciate that she cares about jean and sort of took him under her wing, but i feel like what rlly stuck w me abt it all was the whole "tell me you weren't up to your old tricks again" line. obv this pissed a lot of ppl off in the fandom too, so i'm just gonna say my piece briefly; thea referring to the older ravens repeatedly raping jean on riko's orders as jean's "tricks" is fucked up. she probably didn't know that jean wasn't consenting and she didn't know riko ordered it, but she did know that jean was a child at the time and can't legally give consent, and she did know that it wasn't like he fucked his way up to the top cos he's had his number from the beginning. she was an adult at the time, and should've done more to protect jean. still, it's obvious why she didn't, cos again, she was also a victim of the nest, and was definitely not in the best position to help jean. that being said, her line does imply that it was jean's choice/fault for messing around and the wording is just pretty fucked, so i'm not gonna completely absolve her of any responsibility in this convo just cos she was also a victim.
another thing i see when ppl r responding to thea criticism is referring to the criticism as victim blaming. tbf, a good amount of it probably is, but i think there are still a lot of things to criticise about her, and just dismissing it as "blaming the victim" is a disservice to the ppl trying to make a valid point. stating that the way thea responded to finding out abt riko's abuse towards jean and kevin was wrong and careless isn't victim blaming. victim blaming is, as the term suggests, blaming the victim of a situation for the situation they're in. listen. thea is not a victim of riko's abuse, at least not in the same way jean and kevin are. thea was a victim of the nest, yes, but it's pretty clear that what jean and kevin experienced was out of her hands, and not on the same level (esp jean. idk what rlly went down between kevin and riko before the hand breaking incident). at the end of the day, i think the way thea dealt w the issue of riko and his treatment of kevin and jean was thoughtless, and pretty dismissive. but it also bears remembering that there wasn't much for her to do by the time she found out. riko died shortly afterwards, kevin took his place as the best striker on the court and jean was sent to the trojans to heal and recuperate. her response could've been more...sensitive (i don't think that's the right word but we'll go with it) but still, y'all will complain, but what was she supposed to do? nora already stated that she was angry at riko, but riko died soon after and other than her anger, there was nothing else for thea to do in her response.
lastly, another argument levelled at thea is re her relationship w kevin. i actually am not sure abt their age gap (i think kevin was 15 and thea was 18 when they first met???) but i do know that their relationship didn't start properly until kevin was an adult and a player for the ravens. i really don't see the problem with this, considering three years (as far as i know, it is three years) isn't a HUGE gap in maturity and by the time they were together they were both very much consenting adults. as far as we know, thea didn't make any moves on kevin when he was a minor, and (if i'm correct) kevin being 18 and thea being 21 when they first properly started getting together isn't anything problematic. they're in similar stages of life, in a very close environment that's toxic, yes, but that they're both familiar with, and it's clear that the feelings they have for each other aren't the same as the violent, repressed sexual feelings held by some of the other ravens. they do genuinely care about each other on some emotional level, much as the fandom may want to deny it, and i don't really think there was anything wrong with their relationship re: consent and the age gap.
anyway, that's really all i have to say except that i do think thea is a complicated and honestly pretty realistic character, given the horrific circumstances she experienced in the nest. i think the fandom is well within their rights to criticise her actions but it bears remembering that she is just a human being and is never going to be perfect, and i think the way she acts is very real and true to her personality and circumstances and she makes a lot of mistakes, but that's just the human condition. it's also insane how much hate thea receives when she's honestly pretty on par with most of the other aftg characters on the moral "scale", if that even exists here. it's pretty baffling how much hate thea receives when she doesn't act all that differently to andrew, neil and kevin. it erases a lot of her complexity and does a disservice to her character (which, if you think about it, we don't know all that much about) to just label her as a purely "good" or "bad" character. aftg is not meant to be portraying conventionally "good" people, and i just think all the thea discourse is really interesting to put under a microscope and dissect.
thanks for reading and i will say it again: if u don't agree with me, that's fine, feel free to explain ur opinions and ur side of things. if ur just gonna be bitching and moaning abt how wrong i am or how much u hate/love thea, take it elsewhere. just don't engage. how easy is that??? just keep scrolling.
Reblog if you think its just as bad if a woman rapes/assaults a man too
Tryna prove a point to my mom