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#Handmaid’s Tale
pixiebane14 · 2 years
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Not serena thinking Lawrence could marry her and claim her kid and reinstate her back to play her games in gilead as if she didn’t practically force him into being a rapist… she sure overreaches impossibly hard
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serenasjoy · 2 years
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i’ve never recognized two sapphics so fast in my life
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lixvdia · 2 years
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Max’ s love and pride for Bradley and Lizzie makes me emotional
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spheresofdesire · 1 year
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For the first time in US history the Courts took rights away from individuals when they overturned Roe v Wade. In his concurring opinion, Clarence Thomas indicated they were not stopping there, but would also reconsider the right to contraception and marriage equality.
This election is critical if you believe in individual autonomy and democracy. VOTE.
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pedrettiv · 2 years
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Re-watching Handmaids Tale because, you know, current events. And I’m reminded of how much I HATE Serena. With a burning passion.
Every woman who is pro life has Serena vibes.
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vickster51560 · 1 year
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myworldhere1216 · 2 years
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To the Woman Who Have Been Told You Are Too Much
This woman expresses something that I’ve been thinking about a lot. I’m tired of being told I’m too much. Men are told they are ambitious, go-getters, and motivated. Women are told from time they are babies that they are are too loud, too masculine, too feminine, too bitchy, too this or too that. I don’t buy a new flavor and expect to love it every time. If I’m not your cup of tea, then move on! I do. Honestly, it will piss m off, but have some integrity. I try to at all times. I deserve that, too.
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katameme · 1 month
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mysharona1987 · 11 months
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This sounds like something from The Handmaid’s Tale, ffs.
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devourerofcheesecake · 11 months
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I love how in the Handmaid’s tale, when Offred is talking about the other handmaiden before her to the Commander she’s like,
“Oh yea I’d bet some good money she hung herself with the bedsheets, I’ve thought about that a bunch honestly.”
Imagine the Commander being solemn and not wanting to give her ideas. And without skipping a beat Offred proves she’s thought about killing herself in detail. It’s so funny to me, I don’t think he was expecting that
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pixiebane14 · 2 years
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Istfg its been 4 episodes, can we drop the lady macbeth act for june… she is rebel in the true sense, taking her away from the fight and pretending she doesn’t want to be in the center of the things is so overdone and tiring… can we skip to the part where she accepts she’s unhinged now and has to kill whoever’s associated w gilead… let her pay back
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redberryterf · 23 days
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"prostitution is where you sell sex without reproduction, and surrogacy is where you sell reproduction without sex, and in both cases, the woman being sold does not get to enjoy either sex or reproduction."
- kajsa ekis-ekman
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themotherofhorses · 1 year
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his handmaid's tales (masterlist)
pairing: aemond targaryen x handmaid!reader
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For his twentieth nameday, Queen Alicent had gifted her second son his very own handmaid. “He is the only of my children not to have one. I’d like for her to be sweet and devoted and quick on her feet, a girl who will swear her undying loyalty and service unto him and his needs,” she had declared. We’re to believe Prince Aemond graciously accepted this gift, much to the delight of the queen. But Queen Alicent herself never expected pure and true romance to blossom. So smitten was the prince with this girl, the pretty bastard daughter of a serving wench from Harrenhal (as Mushroom claimed). Towards the end of 130 AC, Prince Aemond had taken his handmaid as his bedmate, and later sired all three of her children. Any hour away from his dragon was spent in the company of his “sweet girl”, as he soon dubbed her. These are the tales of their love story.
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"i am looking for a maid, preferably one of eight-and-ten...a young handmaid for my second son, aemond."
aemond realizes he’s fallen in love with his handmaid five months later as he stands outside his bedchamber.
“please,” aemond begs, keeping you flush against him as he nuzzles your breasts. “allow me to make love to you, sweet girl.”
“she is pregnant.” his queen mother’s palm slams heavily down on the dark council table, loud as a thunderclap. “she is pregnant! aemond!”
“she’s a bastard—‘innit the truth, mother?”
lucerys velaryon witnesses a moment he should've never laid eyes upon.
cassandra baratheon dreams of prince aemond. the same cannot be said for prince aemond himself.
intimate moments:
bath time
against his desk
practice
others:
flowers and courting
mother's day special
hair braiding
family picnic
sfw headcanons
handmaid!reader tag
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bo-kryzze · 1 month
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THE HANDMAID'S TALE 3.13 "Mayday"
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jackharkness · 6 months
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THE HANDMAID’S TALE ↠ 1.01 “Offred”
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thatoneyanderewriter · 5 months
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coriolanus snow with a handmaid!reader
tw: NONCON, possessive behavior, dark!snow, very dark themes.
a/n: should I make this into a full blown fic?
your first ever assignment. how lovely. it hadn’t been long since snow proposed that every women in the districts of panem become handmaids, fertile ones at least.
unfortunately, you were one of them. it was cruel that you were assigned to him, your past with snow was probably why you were. but nonetheless, you were a handmaid for him and his wife, livia.
he was a tyrant. And this was all for fear and control. That was already obvious. someone stood outside, probably a peacekeeper. he had many for security.
“it is a privilege, not a prison.”
the aunt had said that to you, and those words remained in your head. this was a privilege. you were the first to leave amongst the girls. but by now, which had been a few days since you first left, they might’ve gotten their assignment too,
your name no longer was yours. the doors opened, and there stood his wife. she reprimanded you about the rules and such. clearly, she didn’t like you, and you didn’t like her, the feeling was mutual.
livia looked older. though, it had been a few years since you’ve ever seen her. and that was brief. Her hair was still blonde and long. But her makeup made her look older than her age.
it wasn’t until a few days later that you had first seen him. and it was only because of the ceremony. oddly, he requested for livia to not show, this time. it wasn’t too necessary in his words. but the next time she would.
“relax, his calm and smooth voice assured you. you nod, but we’re shaking. you’d never relax. spreading your legs using his hands, your dress is lifted up.
you tried to be out of the situation, picturing yourself like that comforted you somewhat. this was your first time, and it was taken.
you didn’t cry, as he thrusts into you. at first, it’s painful. but it’s supposed to be, he always says, as you wince in pain. then it hits you why he wanted to be alone.
“you’re mine now, handmaid.”
they become sloppier, but still slow, and you appreciate that. maybe things will change one day. but he couldn’t. he’d never change.
you just nod, as he takes his possessiveness out on you. but for the sake of reproduction, of course. totally not anything else underneath.
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