#trafficking tw

[artisticdysfunction]

when will people realize. when will people fucking realize that there's more to fucking RAMCOA than the satanic panic bullshit.

cults count as RAMCOA.

trafficking humans of any kind is RAMCOA.

gangs and cartels can absolutely inflict RAMCOA.

there is so much more to RAMCOA then the youtube video essays about the satanic panic. RAMCOA is a spectrum of experiences. it's not some mythical shit you only see in gratuitous horror movies. it's real and it happens every fucking day.

#syscourse #ok to reblog #jaiden speaks #ramcoa #cult tw #trafficking tw #gangs tw #cartel tw #this is just what i know off the top of my head #but yeah. i absolutely hate it when people think ramcoa is just the satanic panic bullshit and nothing else. #and this isnt even mentioning the times where the US government commited this against their citizens #yeah.

[mmmmmmmmicrowave]

Ermmmmmm

Whumpers who treat whumpee oh so nicely, who act as a caretaker to whumpee, only to turn back around and torture them mercilessly

I CANNOT get enough of loving/caring whumpers

And whumpees who stick around willingly, who want to help whumper through the rage, who want to make sure whumper doesn’t do this to anyone else

Whumper who initially kidnapped or bought a kidnapped whumpee, only to slowly over time let them free. Maybe whumpee disappears for days, weeks, months at a time, but always comes back, unable to face the world after the years of captivity, like an animal snatched from the wild who can never be sent back

I need to figure out the motivation for my main whumper OC so I can actually write some of this stuff 😭

#whump #whump writer #whump ideas #whump scenarios #whump wip #wip #writing #writing wip #oc #whump oc #whumper #whumpee #caretaker whumper #slave tw #? #kidnapping tw #abuse tw #uhhhh #trafficking tw #??? #still figuring out tagging with whump

[ghost-of-a-slave]

As a fellow necrophille I don't understand how you don't understand that, zoophilla, and pedophilia shouldn't be compared to necrophilia. Very much not all paraphillas are equal, and some are very much more actively harmful. I understand if you'd like to dismiss my comment but I'd just like for you to give you your opinion. I also understand the struggles of having paraphillas but it's important to note more are harmful.

Pedophilia is actively harming a child who can develop trauma and suffer significantly due to being affected by these actions.

The same can be stated for zoos but in regards to animals.

Then on the other hand necrophilla is an action that is doing something to a body that cannot develop trauma nor be affected by the actions that are being done to it.

I feel like you can support them, but you should know that we are not equal. They are very much more harmful then us.

Reading this leads me to assume that you haven't actually read much of my blog nor what I stand for. I want to be clear of one main thing that is at the core of how I approach these topics; I am anti-contact (aka against enacting the fantasies of victimizing paraphilias, whether that is allowing harm to oneself or doing harm to others). I am also anti-contact for necrophilia as it does harm to the families of the dead and crosses over to doing things that could be harmful to people depending on what spiritual beliefs you have. Just because you, the person enacting something do not believe in their religion does not mean that you then should have the right to devalue their own beliefs they had held in life. In addition until one is able to provide substantial evidence that the beliefs of these religious people are false- it is better to simply not indulge. (Consent before someone dies gets more shaky, I personally likely would not indulge even in these circumstances due to the risk of disease as well as afaik it is illegal where I am and one form of physical pleasure is not worth jail time.) I also find it necessary to mention that in my case my necrophilia developed from my trauma. Part of this trauma was an abuser of mine, specifically a human trafficker, raping me using the corpses of those whom he had murdered. Though it is true in a vacuum, necrophilia would not cause harm, there are ways that people can turn any and all attractions into abuse.

I myself do see corpses as objects and no longer having the same level of importance as people. However, I understand why it is wrong to do things to people's bodies after they are gone when put in the context of modern society. I consider necrophilia in the first place to be a self-victimizing situation (when it is not paired with erotophonophilia as murder clearly is victimizing another and obviously wrong) as the one whom would be physically harmed via disease and illness is the one who would be engaging. The corpse cannot experience any harm that matters. The reason I then layer care and consideration for people's religious beliefs on top of that is because I also want my own wishes for my death to be withheld. Though I may not care what is done with my body in this regard for a period of time before my own burial or otherwise proper disposal, I would have wishes for how things should be when I am eventually properly laid to rest. Thus it is similar to other ills in society- we must give up our rights to do as we please with the dead in order to ensure our own rights to have our body treated as we wish.

Erotophonophilia has overlaps with necrophilia as well. In fact it is considered to be a subtype of specifically necrophilic disorder.

(wikipedia is not a good source in of itself but this is one of the most concise ways I have seen the current proposed classifications be broken down. I personally find the classifications annoying as it doesn't seem to accurately assess for specifics of types of attractions in those who are non-acting/non-offending side from classes 1 and 2, but I digress). The point of bringing this up is to be clear that yes, though the innate harm of most necrophiles acting on their attraction would be less severe than the rape of an animal or a child- harm to living people can in some cases be a part of it. That is not something I am into myself, but it does happen.

I do not believe I have compared pedophilia or zoophilia to necrophilia before aside from the context of them all being paraphilias and having the ability to be a paraphilic disorder. In this regard they are grouped in the same area of the DSM and as well sometimes have comorbidity or dual attraction so to speak. Everything I support and condone is specifically and strictly anti-abuse and anti-contact for anything that could result in harm. Bestiality, animal abuse, child abuse and pederasty are things that are inevitable to result in harm. I will not deny the severity of the issue if someone were to act on those desires, and I do genuinely believe that acting on either will usually be more harmful than someone acting on necrophilia as the damage done is to victimize another living being in a way to permanently traumatize them. This would possibly result in physical injury, permanent damage, mental trauma, or permanent changes to the victim's brain structure. Necrophilia can result in disease and pain and distress for the family of the deceased, which though still bad does amount to a lesser harm.

Pedophilia is not actively harming children. I understand that the term for our attraction to corpses remains the same as the legal term for acting on that attraction (something I hope some day will be changed) but that is simply not the case for Zoophiles and Pedophiles. Child abuse/rape/exploitation, and endangerment are the names of the crimes against children. Bestiality, animal abuse/rape/exploitation are the names of the crimes against animals. I believe you are conflating the criminal actions with the paraphilias which is something I like to avoid. I believe further separating the attraction as well as the paraphilic disorders from the crimes that occur when someone acts upon those desires or opportunistically takes advantage of someone or something will result in a better understanding for those struggling with their paraphilias and ultimately lead to more harm reduction in the long run.

What I do support is non-offending/non-acting and anti-contact zoophiles and pedophiles. I do not support people abusing animals or children, nor do I support those advocating to be allowed to do that. I don't support zoophiles like the people from Zooier than thou (or whatever that podcast was called) who try to claim that animals can consent and somehow like being abused by humans. I do not support the zoos who post sexual content of real animals whether that be just the animal or full on bestiality porn (which I believe should be illegal in the same way CSEM is as it is a form of animal sexual exploitation) I personally find feral NSFW to be disgusting, however as that is fiction that should be allowed to exist as it has no victims.

I don't support pedophiles who do things like NAMBLA. Any advocacy to lower the age of consent is deeply concerning and does not come from a good place. I do not support people who look at and consume real CSEM. I am someone who is the source of likely massive amounts of CSEM (I was the victim, my trafficking was often recorded or photographed). I know how horrific it is and how much worse it makes the trauma when there's CSEM out there of what happened to you. Trust me I am not okay with things that do real world harm.

Paraphilia is someone's mentality specifically atypical attractions. That is what zoophiles and pedophiles share with people like us. Supporting all paraphiles is important to make sure less people are abused. Acceptance and understanding helps people to be able to get help sooner.

#pro para #paraphile safe #para safe #paraphiles please interact #pro paraphile #anti contact #sa tw #trafficking tw #csa tw

[vague-humanoid]

Channel 2′s Cobb County Bureau Chief Michele Newell was in Smyrna Wednesday, where a lawsuit alleges that sex trafficking took place at a Red Roof Inn off Windy Hill Road in Smyrna as well as three other metro Atlanta hotels.

Eleven victims initially came forward, but now there are a total of 15 survivors. Some of the victims were as young as 16 years old.

According to the lawsuit, filed on behalf of nearly 20 women by attorney Patrick McDonough, a front desk employee at the Red Roof Inn said there was never a minute that prostitution wasn’t going on at the motel from 2008 to 2016.

“Their own employees would testify that there would be 10, 15 different girls that were being trafficked everyday,” McDonough said. “Multiple of the clients were at the Smyrna Red Roof hotel, and it’s all the same pattern. Horrific things happened. We have 16 year old children that were literally choked in front of hotel employees”

“We think it’s abundantly clear on all of the public record that the hotel not only should have known about it and (not) turned a blind eye, but had actual knowledge that sex trafficking was going on at this hotel,” McDonough said.

Lawyers initially filed four individual lawsuits in 2019, but since that time, another 11 survivors have come forward.

McDonough said the survivors came forward to try to “change the behavior at the hotels so this doesn’t happen to any other young girls in the future.”

Hotel lawyers have now filed a motion for summary judgement, arguing that the lawsuits shouldn’t be allowed to go forward.

Newell stopped by the Red Roof Inn on Wednesday and was told the manager was not around.

A representative for the Red Roof Inn sent a statement, saying,

“The company will fight these allegations vigorously. We condemn sex trafficking in all forms.”

#trafficking tw #csa mention #annoying they used the term prostitution when the sound of it this was pimping and possibly kidnapping

[feminist-space]

From Laura Robinson:

"In the US we have a really hard time caring about problems unless they involve perfect victims.

This has been called out about a million times about abortion (it's easy to imagine unborn babies as perfect, silent, innocent angels, but the drop-off rate for people who also care about those babies when they're 5 or 10 and acting up in school is enormous), but I think it's also pretty easy to see in human trafficking.

People get outraged and want to act when we imagine trafficking victims as innocent prepubescent children snatched from their homes randomly to be victims of fully-othered monsters, and want to act to help them.

But it's hard to get those same people to feel the same way about, say, 16 year old girls who are taken across state lines by their 17 year old foster sister because they both want a handbag and they heard that a kid who aged out of care knows how to make a lot of money really fast. Or we're quick to victim blame girls who make porn because their manipulative boyfriends manipulated them into it.

Or we have a lot of questions about the gay teenager who ran away from home because his parents wouldn't accept him and trusted the wrong guy for a place to stay on his couch. We want to help the REAL victims, the utterly unsexualized, non-choice-making nine-year-olds, and we want to return them to their parents who are certainly looking for them.

Here's the problem.

The perfect victims? The ones who got kidnapped by the cabal?

Yeah, they don't exist.

This just isn't how trafficking actually happens. The staggering majority of trafficked people, for one thing, are involved in labor trafficking. But even among sex trafficking cases, these emerge from a morass of other social issues -- poor and overwhelmed parents, foster care, drug addiction, LGBTQ marginalization, abusive relationships. This is how most kids end up trafficked - not stolen in the middle of the night from families that desperately want them back.

And this poses a problem for people, because now we're putting our Deserving Victim goggles on. Did the kids deserve it? Did their parents deserve it? How much care is it going to help this kid who was trafficked now, if we can't return them?

Are they going to get a good job and pay their taxes? Wait, they're addicted to heroin? Damn. Do we have to help with that? So we go back to rooting for fictional heroes fighting for fictional perfect people, and ignore or wave off very real high profile trafficking incidents that are actually happening.

But it doesn't help anyone.

I mean, it helps you, it helps you feel good.

But it doesn't help anyone else.

*also, particularly in the international world:

I strongly suspect it is easier to sell Americans a story of trafficked kids who want to go back to their homes in Central America and stay there.

But a lot of sexual exploitation starts with undocumented immigration. You were trying to come to the US, you made it as far as Mexico, now you’re out of money, and you’re vulnerable to traffickers who say they can get you to America."

#tw rape culture #tw trafficking #trafficking tw #rape culture tw

[therealvinelle]

rereading the scene where bella is with alice and jasper in the phoenix airport (and eventually escapes them) in 2022, it reads EXTREMELY like something where bystanders would look at that and think bella was potentially a trafficking victim. what if someone intervened there, trying to help her?

Oh I love your mind anon.

Though, I'm not sure anyone would pick up on it. Jasper and Alice are wealthy, white, young, and good-looking. They don't look like the mental image people have of traffickers. That Jasper accompanies Bella to the bathroom would look more like it's her boyfriend.

I'm not sure anyone would look at this situation and think traffickers.

If, however, someone also going to the lady's room saw him accompanying Bella, waiting outside, and then saw Bella sneak out- now the alarm bells are ringing.

Even if trafficking's not involved, it's hard to think of an innocent explanation for a teen girl needing to escape a scary-looking guy at an airport.

I imagine this person is now terrifyingly out of their depths.

Bella can't be caught by Jasper.

But also, Bella must have a place to go. Who's to say she's stepped foot in Phoenix, or that she even speaks English?

They can either go after Bella and ask if she has a place to go, and get her a cab to the nearest women's shelter if not, or they can go stall Jasper to ensure he doesn't get his hands on her.

I think, weighing their options, they decide that going to Bella is both the best way to ensure she's not caught (As Jasper could have accomplices) and to protect her should she be intercepted by traffickers. Someone shady-looking tries to approach, our good Samaritan is yelling COPS!!

With that, Bella's attempt to catch the bus headed to the ballet studio is interrupted by a concerned-looking woman asking if she's okay, what's her name, who was that man waiting outside the bathroom, and does she want money for a cab to the women's shelter?

Bella at first tries to explain that nothing's wrong, she's just meeting a friend. Everything's fine here, yessir.

This does not explain her Houdini routine.

The woman offers to accompany her to her friend.

"Don't you have a plane to catch?" Bella tries, and she's starting to feel annoyed.

The woman wavers a bit at Bella's attitude but damnit, if she's right then letting this girl go is something she'll regret her entire life. So, no, she has all the time in the world.

More, Bella's attitude means that asking her outright if she's being trafficked or otherwise in danger won't go well.

So she asks why Bella gave her friend the slip.

Bella, who gets offended Jessica asks about her lunch with Edward, can't believe the gall of this woman.

She claims she wasn't giving Jasper the slip, she just needed to go the bathroom before leaving the airport so she chose that exist.

The woman asks why Jasper was waiting for her outside if Bella leaving was always the plan.

Out of the corner of her eye, Bella sees the bus she was supposed to be on leaving. She'll have to wait for the next one, which means the Cullens will have time to realize she's left and come get her.

She's lost her window.

Her mom is going to die, alone and afraid, killed for reasons she doesn't understand, because Bella couldn't catch a bus.

She visibly panics, and before the woman knows what changed she's got a crying teenager on her hands.

That confirms it, the girl was definitely trafficked. Thank god she did something.

She's deciding whether to hail a cab or call the cops when the scary-looking man and his tiny female companion are standing there, accompanied by a massive hulk of a man, a teen, and one other adult.

In the confusion of a sobbing Bella and these terrifying but beautiful people talking at each other very emotionally, the woman gathers that the girl had a stalker who was threatening to hurt her mother if she didn't sleep with him, and the beautiful people don't believe the mother was in danger in the first place and Bella shouldn't have sacrificed herself anyway.

Which is terrible and all, but holy shit, she was right. Not completely on the money, the guy waiting outside was a good, if terrifying, guy, but by confronting Bella she prevented her from getting raped by some creep.

The guys save the red-head teen disappear to go confront the guy, and the woman takes this to mean the stalker is about to be beat to a pulp.

She has hot chocolate with these odd people and listens to Bella talk to her mother on the phone, and when the little pixie-like girl suddenly smiles at her brother and says, "It's done," she hopes that doesn't mean what she thought it meant.

Edward buys her a car and pays off her mortgage, and the woman takes this to mean these guys were part of the mafia.

#twilight #twilight meta #twilight renaissance #trafficking tw #bella swan

[alters-journal]

whats a PRAT/RQ. im so lost where am i [/lh]

A RQ is short for Radqueer. Radqueers are people who support things like TransIDs (such as transautistic) and (NO)MAPs. Stuff like that. Very dangerous group of individuals. A lot of people (myself included along with various other cult survivors) compare this dangerous group of people to cults and other organized abuse rings like trade circles and trafficking rings.

PRAT is a term invented by those actively combating the dangerous and downright abusive behaviors by the Radqueer community. It stands for Predatory Racist Ableist Transphobe.

It's best to avoid these groups at all costs. ESPECIALLY if you're a minor.

#radqueer tw #prat tw #cult tw #trafficking tw

[borderline-culture-is]

tw// trafficking

BPD culture is being trafficked as a child and wanting the same to happen to us now, because at least we'd be wanted

.

#borderline culture is #borderline personality disorder #bpd #bpd culture is #bpd culture #bpd safe #actually borderline #actually bpd #tw trafficking #cw trafficking #trafficking tw #trafficking cw

[lilyliveredlittlerichboy]

Labour trafficking is completely legal in the UK and it's disgusting

Not semilegal or in some kind of grey area, but completely 100% legal and sanctified by the government.

How it works: Say you're from a country in Africa or Asia, and you want to come to the UK as you've heard living standards are better there, perhaps you'll be safer.

Just about the only way to do this currently is by applying for a Health and Care Worker Visa. You have to pay a fee and find a "sponsoring organisation" which might be the NHS but, more likely, is going to be a private care agency. Unless you can prove that you have a certain amount of savings, you will be completely financially dependent on this organisation.

Your visa status and right to remain in the country is completely dependent on that organisation as well. Meaning they can literally ask you to do anything and you can't refuse, because jeopardising your job means risking deportation. If you've brought your family over with you, you'll be risking their status as well.

If you want to leave or change your job, you have to re-apply all over again. Probably pay the fee again. (and it isn't cheap.) With how expensive everything is here, and with how little some of these jobs pay, this is going to be entirely unfeasible for most people.

This is completely legal for a number of "shortage occupation" jobs, such as healthcare.

This is the UK Government's response to masses of healthcare workers dying of Covid: getting more foreign workers in, immediately letting private companies have a massive amount of control over them, and treating them as utterly disposable.

And it's disgusting.

#uk #uk politics #trafficking tw #labour trafficking #britpol #i need a tag for my own rambles

[ghost-of-a-slave]

Paraphilic Disorders & Society

Massive content warning: In order to talk about this subject I have opted to divulge some information about my own trauma. This will mention human trafficking, murder, CSA, self harm, paraphilia, paraphilic disorders, and especially necrophilia and disordered masochism. These descriptions may be deeply disturbing both to fellow survivors and those whom have never experienced such.

According to Center of Addition And Mental Health (CAMH) "A Paraphilic Disorder is a paraphilia that causes distress or impairment within the individual and/or leads to personal harm or risk of harm to others". This is one of the many sources that create a firm distinction between a paraphilia and a paraphilic disorder.

I think the treatment of paraphiles by society may be a very big factor as to what leads to disordered paraphiles existing the way they do. This isn't to say paraphiles wouldn't exist without the way society treats people currently being upheld- rather this is saying that I personally do not believe there is a natural state of (one of the specific types of) disorder inherent to paraphilia. I find that many paraphilic disorders exist primarily as consequence of the vitriolic hatred of those who have atypical attractions. However, this also isn't fully accurate as there are two main ways in which paraphilia is often considered disordered to my own understanding.

Distress/Impairment Without Action/Harm

The first way is by the paraphilia causing one so much mental anguish and distress that it interferes with their daily life and ability to function and live in a fully happy and healthy manner. People who sometimes feel suicidal out of a form of guilt for being a paraphile in the first place are often ones who fall under this understanding of the disorder. This is something that can occur without ever doing harm to another living being or desecrating a body/allowing a dangerous level of harm be done to oneself, or even having any amount of a risk of offending or endangering oneself.

I'm a disordered necro in this sense. I have relapsed on self harm over the hatred I have towards myself for finding such things attractive or beautiful in ways society would condemn me for. I was taught that only the worst of the worst of people would see a corpse and feel love or attraction whether platonic, queer platonic, romantic, or sexual. These feelings that happen naturally and without my control or want- lead me to my current and past distress and disgust of myself. Never once have I been in danger of desecrating a corpse, never once have I wanted to hurt the families of the dead by doing such a selfish thing (which offending would do). Never once have I gone out of my way to be anywhere where contact could even be possible.

But the mere state of (now) wanting to cuddle with a corpse and hold their body close to mine, of being attracted to or wanting be intimate with something that I still see as a beautiful thing and a reflection of what was likely a just as beautiful person (if it were possible to be done in a way that would cause no distress to the deceased's family or the risk of disease was fully removed or perhaps the fantastical art of necromancy was real and one could be brought back undead)- makes me be seen as evil and monstrous. A want and even at times unwanted bodily responses to concepts are seen as a mark of demonic forces or a sign of vileness and danger.

The stigmatization I have gotten from the result of one of the common forms of my abuse during early childhood when i was younger than 10 (in this case being raped by my main trafficker using the corpses of my murdered friend and later other victims of the trafficking ring as tools), has lead my experience with this paraphilia to become deeply disordered and unhealthy. The stigma and hatred of paraphiles regardless of their origins and reasons has lead me to believe I am no different than that trafficker because I find corpses beautiful and comforting and have that irreversible association with death and sex that was forced upon me. I am painted as just as bad as people who murdered people I knew and brutalized them even after death- only reinforcing the worst fear many survivors of abuse have of being the same as their abuser.

I can also imagine it being just as difficult for necrophiles who may have been born and not had it develop through trauma. To be painted as the worst of the worst so consistently for bodily reactions or thoughts you have and wants that you would never actually act on due to being aware that it in the world we live in would cause harm- can absolutely destroy you.

I genuinely believe this form of paraphilic disorder primarily exists because of the internalization of the hatred that people have towards paras. I also consider myself in many parts lucky. I am still very much capable of finding love, comfort, and sexual fulfillment with living people. I am so happy that I have a living partner and I want to see them live an amazing life and I hope to die before them from natural causes so that they may continue to live even when I'm gone. I also am aware for some necros that may be impossible as for them it is an exclusive attraction only to the dead. Those with those experiences have to face even more hardships. I also consider them to likely be the few cases where the distress isn't always just because of society but because they cannot have a fulfilling relationship when they still yearn for one. The fact that those kinds of issues and pains are also being less addressed due to the forced self-hatred from society making my kind of experience with disordered necrophilia more well known and catered towards does a great disservice to more people just as deserving of help, coping, and therapy.

Impairment/Distress From Harm/Risk Of Harm

The second way that paras are considered disordered tends to come from something that has almost no bearings on society whatsoever. However the things pushing one to get to this point at times can be wrapped up and deeply intertwined with society as a whole. As with all things there is nuance and shades of grey to this issue. However I cannot express how important it is to be aware that ultimately choosing to do harm (example; acting on wishes to do things that would cause harm to others) is a choice. Even in cases where someone may have a diminished capacity to understand what they did was wrong- it is still understood they did wrong and chose to do that wrong. Being a paraphile and/or a disordered paraphiles does not excuse causing harm- however this is still important to discuss because these people exist and rehabilitation also matters.

There's also the additional understanding that this area of disorder includes those who have not acted but have problems with self control and cannot fight against and deal with their urges in a healthy manner. Think of it in some regards as similar to issues with violence/aggression and self-harm. People are suffering from a disorder in both cases whether or not they've acted on those intense urges- because the intensity of the urges is overwhelming and impeding their normal day to day function and their quality of life. These people also are deserving of help and care and understanding. Even when it comes to the areas that may be very icky and scare you- because helping these people is a form of prevention of harm!

One of my other disordered paraphilias fall under this area of making it disordered. I have disordered masochism that goes beyond my normal (healthy/safe) masochism. I am able to participate in safe BDSM sadomasochistic scenes and relationships but I do have a tendency to seek out people that are willing to do egregious harm to me. In the past I would purposefully do things with the intent of "baiting" people into brutalizing me due to disordered thought patterns and my background in having been trafficked for most of my life. This also comes with sometimes indulging in physical self harm for reasons relating to wanting to feel good rather than as a poor coping mechanism for overwhelming emotions. Though this also has ties to the general issue of me having been someone who excessively self harmed for a long period of time and staying clean of any addiction gets hard.

My disordered masochism isn't influenced by society the way my disordered necrophilia is. I would not not be a disordered necro if I didn't have socially induced self hatred. I would still be a disordered masochist if there was no social stigma against autoassinophiles and extreme masochists. But the social stigma certainly doesn't help.

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TLDR;

I believe that social stigma is responsible for a large amount of disordered paraphilias being disordered. People who do not pose a risk of acting on paras that would cause harm to others (when acted on)- should not be having to experience disorder from self hatred and fears of being horrible consuming their lives. It's something that is entirely able to be changed and something that could easily be avoided but society wishes to see people who are different suffer for the crime of bodily reactions or their thoughts and fantasies.

This may not have been the best written but it was an attempt.

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I am anti-contact for paraphilias that would break consent or cause egregious harm to a person even with consent.

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#csa tw #pro para #sa tw #para safe #paraphile safe #paraphiles please interact #pro paraphile #anti contact #trafficking tw #murder tw #sh tw

[autisticlancemcclain]

Pidge collapsed onto the couch. “That,” she said tiredly, “Might have been the scariest thing to happen. Ever.”

Hunk made a vague humming noise. “It was certainly scary, but it sure as shit wasn’t the scariest thing that ever happened to me.”

Lance, who had been sitting peacefully next to Keith, flopped his head backwards onto the back of the sofa, groaning.

“Can you let it go, Hunk,” he muttered with the exasperation of someone who had heard the same admonishment hundreds of times.

Hunk scowled at him. “No! You were nearly kidnapped! And trafficked!”

Keith picked his head up from where he was curled into the corner of the couch, looking over with concerned interest.

“Huh?”

Shiro and Pidge seemed to agree with him, looking at Hunk in alarm. Both Lance and Hunk ignored them, drawn into the seemingly practised argument.

“We don’t know that I would have been trafficked,” Lance muttered petulantly. “Maybe he was the Christian Grey type, wanted to keep me for himself.”

“That is not better, Leandro Agustìn!”

It was Lance’s turn to scowl.

“Don’t fullname me.”

“That was a fullname-worthy comment!”

“Was not.”

“Was too!”

“Was —”

“Sorry to interrupt,” Pidge interrupted, “But I feel like I’m missing something. How was Lance nearly kidnapped and trafficked?”

“Again with the trafficking. We don’t know that,” Lance grumbled.

Hunk looked at him sharply. “People who don’t take their near-kidnapping seriously don’t get to complain.”

Lance stuck his tongue out at him.

“Butthead.”

“Heart-attack inducer.”

“Worry wart.”

“I’m not a worry wart if you are a genuine cause for constant anxiety.”

Lance opened his mouth to argue further, but seemed to change his mind.

“Fair,” he conceded, and said nothing further on the matter.

Pidge blinked at them both. “Are you guys going to tell us, or…?”

Hunk startled, as if just remembering everyone else was in the room.

“Oh, right.” he said. “Here’s the story. Lance and I were in Texas for an engineering conference I dragged him to, and I let him drag me to a bar as a thank you. A few of the engineers I’d met earlier that day were at the bar with us, so I was chatting with them and Lance got bored and wandered off. I was half watching him for a while, and he was fine talking with some guy — who, in hindsight, was way older than Lance and I should have intervened sooner —” Hunk looked down guiltily.

Lance poked him with his foot.

“Hey. No blaming yourself. I was the dumbass in this scenario, though it was his fault, not ours.”

Hunk nodded, taking a deep breath before continuing.

“You’re right. Anyway, I wasn’t really paying much attention to Lance, but after a while I looked up to check on him and I couldn’t find him. I panicked and started looking around, and caught sight of him unconscious, being carried out of the club by this weirdo.”

Pidge inhaled sharply. “Holy shit,” she said. “That must’ve been horrifying.”

Hunk nodded fervently. Lance shrugged.

“Eh, not really,” he dismisses. Hunk shook his head at him, incredulous.

“I will never understand how you’re so blasé about this. I literally have nightmares about not getting to you in time.”

“I can imagine,” Shiro agreed softly. “That would have been terrifying to witness. And to experience,” he looked at Lance consideringly. “It seriously doesn’t bother you?”

Lance shrugged again. “Look, I was unconscious,” he explained. “Can’t be freaked if you literally don’t remember it.”

Keith squinted at him. “That doesn’t sound right. I’d be freaked if that were me.”

Lance rolled his eyes.

“That’s because you’re paranoid.” He said, sounding a little defensive. He looked at the concerned and upset faces of his teammates, and couldn’t help but soften.

“I get why you guys are spooked. Honestly, if it had happened to Hunk I’d never let him out of my sight again,” he said, sending a fond smile at his best friend.

“But I’ve always handled things best by looking at the bright side, okay? I didn’t get kidnapped, I didn’t get trafficked, and now I’ll never forget to keep a laser eye on my drink and keep within arm’s length of a buddy. All’s well!”

Hunk sighed, pulling Lance in for a hug.

“I don’t understand you or your optimism,” he said lovingly. “Never change.”

#eh #whatever i don’t have the energy to write today so #vld #voltron #lance #lance mcclain #hunk #hunk garrett #hunk & lance #keith #keith kogane #pidge #pidge holt #shiro #takashi shirogane #team as family #lance is a walking mess #kidnapping tw #trafficking tw #lance doesn’t know what danger is #my writing #fic fragment

[eversincedeath]

I cannot express in words how frustrated and angry I get when I hear people say that child trafficking is a myth. What absolutely shocks me, is how ignorant these people can be, with no interest in developing any knowledge or understanding around the complexities of this devastating global issue.

It’s time for people to wake up and accept the fact that child trafficking is a serious crime that’s happening all around the world, in plain sight - right next to them. The sheer number of children taken away from their families, held in captivity, and exploited for labor and sex is absolutely harrowing. To think that people won’t accept the reality of this rampant and abhorrent form of exploitation is simply disgusting. No child should have to suffer such injustice, yet this sickening and violent practice continues to affect millions of innocent children every year. Just because there isn’t an easy solution for this crisis doesn’t make it a “myth”. Poor law enforcement, lack of awareness, and corrupt mechanisms all play a complex role in allowing this crime to continue. If people can’t see that widespread child trafficking is a real problem and it needs to be acted upon, then I simply don’t know what else to say. It’s time to stop ignoring the truth and do something about it.

We need to make sure that this global crisis is pushed to the top of the agenda - because it deserves urgent attention and developments in legislation and action. It’s time to shine a light on this horrifying reality and do something to help those innocent children who are suffering right under our noses. It’s time to stand up and not turn a blind eye on child trafficking any longer.

CHILD TRAFFICKING IS NOT A MYTH!

#child trafficking #child trauma #human trafficking #trafficking tw #awareness #controversy #trafficking mention #cw trafficking #sounds of freedom

[transfaguette]

You: “this specific phrase suggests that the way someone’s body is somehow determines their personality which is really harmful so should not be used.”

Some people: “oh so you’re a misogynistic sympathiser and agree with the torture of women huh?”

Anyway, huge agree. When it comes to things such as “small dick energy” the issue has nothing to do with who it’s aimed at, but specifically why the phrase treated an insult in the first place.

Calling out Andrew tate’s bullshit is so so important but it can and should also be done without body shaming.

ITS SO CRAZY that they jumped to that conclusion. Like i've even been pretty clear that i understand it's a common phrase and associating dick size with how Epic or Based a person is is nothing new. but maybe...some things should be questioned even when they benefit you.

#asks #trafficking tw

[deathfavor]

Serpent is someone who has a complicated history with trust. She was once easily lured into trusting — but only with certain things. The main way to snare her was always the promise of happiness. It was and is her critical flaw. She so desperately wants to experience true happiness herself. If someone was to say doing something would grant her happiness, she would often take their word for it. But it wasn't from blatant trust, but rather desperation that made her willing to trust their words and promises. . . And every time she was let down. People promised her happiness and yet it seemed to always evade her. It's why she pours her soul into making others happy. At least that way she can feel a little warmth.

But outside of a promise of happiness? Serpent isn't particularly trusting. She can play the part, act like the harmless little snake kept in a cage, but that's all it is. Playing a part. Serpent was a victim of human trafficking when she was a young child, stolen from the streets of Syndicate to be food to exotic snakes the elite wanted who had a taste for human flesh. Syndicate is already a place that fosters distrust and wariness. It's a place to fight to survive. It already taught her to be on guard, and that experience intensified it.

After awakening as a Sinner, she was introduced to a new form of wariness and distrust. The fancy life of Eastsiders was just as ruthless as in Syndicate, but it was disguised in fake sweet words and meaningless praise. At first, she took it for face value. She was still a very young child and hoped it would be different. After all, she was being given clothing and food she never had ever dreamed of before! And then the truth came out - because she made them money and fame. And quickly she was treated just like the snakes she tended for. Sometimes even worse. What she had perceived as kindness was othing more than rich-people greed, and she was constantly told "Some people are meant to be the downtrodden; that's their fate. Outside of the lure of happiness, Serpent is a very distrustful sort of person. But she still wants to bring everyone happiness despite that.

She doesn't trust easy. But she is good at getting close to people ( albeit through manipulative means ). Yet her intentions are RARELY malicious in her mind - it's all to bring happiness. But for HERSELF to get close? It's complicated. Much like Kazutora, Serpent needs to see the effort or connection is genuine in some way. When it comes to her attachment to chief, it comes because the shackles showed the pure emotion Chief felt AND from seeing the lengths Chief would go to. In truth? Serpent wants to trust people, but the world has taught her not to. ( But, again, the promise of happiness still is something that can override her distrust out of sheer desperation. ) When she DOES trust someone though, she pours her all into it. She wants their attention just as much as she wants to GIVE them attention. She wants their warmth and their smiles, she wants their happiness. She's clingy and latches on to them closely. She can function fine without them, but she wants them around.

Serpent doesn't possess any fear of trusting. She's not afraid to get hurt. If it turns out she was WRONG to trust someone, she'll just be disappointed in herself more than anything else. ( And likely lead to her mania spiking as well as her drive to force people into a realm of happiness ). She's reserved to trust when it comes to matters of her life, but not because she doesn't WANT to be close to people. She does. She just...wants to find happiness, but life has not been especially kind to her. And that only fuels her motives more.

tagging you to make sure you can see this inspired post <3 @ashrifts

#i have rambled but we all know i'm prone to doing that #its the desperation that overrides her wariness that does it for me #she doesn't particularly trust #but she wants to #trafficking tw #᛭ — [HEADCANON] bleak reality is never far away [SERPENT]

[whumpy-bi]

Original Work: The Investigator Part 2

Warnings: human trafficking heavily implied, murder heavily implied, restraints (please let me know if I missed anything)

Words: 1544

Tags: @whumperofworlds

Owen leaned against the steering wheel of his car, eyes locked on the cabin a good distance away. There was nothing but darkness on all sides now, the faint traces of orange light from the sunset doing little to illuminate the massive forest. The car was off, completely dark as well, Owen’s only light coming from the warm lights inside the house.

Well, that and Mark’s phone.

Mark—Owen’s only real “work” associate, who generally preferred to stay at home—was scrolling Twitter, his feet resting on the dashboard.

“Can you turn your brightness down, man? He’s gonna see us coming.”

“You said no break-ins, I swear to god—“

“Listen, I have a real reason this time!” He pointed at his friend. “Whatever I saw in his backyard was off, okay? I won’t even go in the house, probably, I just wanna see what’s going on in there.”

“Yeah? So you’re just gonna dig around in this dude’s backyard?”

“…Yeah, I guess, I am. Look—“ He closed his eyes for a moment and sighed. “I need you to be here and ready, Mark. We might have to really haul ass out of here.”

“Right, that’s why you brought me. I’m a getaway driver, or a witness to your murder.”

“Could use a little more optimism.”

“Whatever, man—“ Mark shrugged. “You wanna go dig around this guy’s shit, go for it. It’s probably nothing anyway. I’ll be here.”

Owen slowly paced closer to the cabin, crouching behind a bush and observing what he could through the living room window. This is so stalkerish, he thought to himself, but he knew he couldn’t let this go until he looked into it.

He could see Benjamin, finishing a can of beer and watching something on the television. Owen watched him carefully, nodding to himself as Benjamin turned the light off and seemed to go up the stairs. He had to do it now.

Owen rushed to creep along the side of the house, stopping when he finally had that lawn chair in his sights. He glanced towards the house again, relieved that all of the lights appeared to be off.

He moved the lawn chair with ease, clenching his jaw with the concentration of staying silent. His eyes eventually adjusted to the dark, and he could see what the chair had been hiding—

A large, steel, circular door with a handle protruding out of the center.

Owen nodded to himself. He knew it.

He pulled the metal door open with considerable effort—clearly, it was meant for someone much stronger than he was. Someone like Benjamin.

He grit his teeth for a moment, finally deciding to take the risk and turn on his flashlight. He clipped it to his jacket, rushing to begin heading down the solid ladder. If he’d moved quickly enough, Benjamin wouldn’t be able to see his light from the house.

The ladder felt like it went on forever, and Owen took note of how cold the air became as he descended. He could hear the hum of vents, and saw tile and wooden walls on all sides of the ladder when he stepped off. He muttered to himself, staring down to the end of his flashlight beam—it was a decently sized hallway, with multiple doors on either side. Looked like most office buildings, from Owen’s judgment.

The first room seemed homey, in all honesty. Owen noticed it was decorated similarly to Benjamin’s living room—warm colors, a soft rug in the middle, a large painting of an eagle. But it seemed to be an office, based on the desk and large computer terminal on one side.

“‘Survivalism’, huh?” Owen asked the empty room, sitting down and inspecting the open desktop.

He had an advanced VPN running, one Owen recognized in an instant and winced. He made a mental note in his mind, unable to write anything down as he looked.

He uses the dark web. Incriminating.

He opened a video editing software, raising an eyebrow as it loaded in.

Welcome back, Benjamin. Continue your unfinished project?

Owen clicked yes.

A file opened, and the private investigator felt his blood run cold.

He recognized the woman in the preview image immediately. He’d seen her face dozens of times in the past week—she was the latest person to disappear on that goddamn street, the woman who had to be the same age as him. She was wearing the shirt described in the missing persons report, the oversized shirt with an old faded logo. Her round face, her sparkly makeup, her curly hair—it was all identical to the “last seen” photo Owen had pinned to his cork board in his office.

He scrubbed through the video, his face turning pale as he took in the details. She was unconscious, propped up against what looked like Benjamin’s couch. The next clip showed her on a bed, still unconscious, her body secured to the mattress with leather straps running across her limbs and her chest. There was no audio to the clip—it had already been edited out. Owen could see she was breathing, but she was definitely asleep—too asleep, from his guess.

The video ended abruptly, seemingly the most recent clip added. Owen noticed the caption in the corner, and felt his heart sink even lower.

Anna Weathers, 25.

His eyes raked over the list of additional video files, his voice escaping in a broken whisper. “What the fuck…?”

They were all names, all ones Owen recognized from his investigation board. Their ages were listed, and some had additional notes in parentheses in the captions. Sold. Disposed. Trial.

Owen moved quickly, inserting his own hard drive and copying as many of the files as he could see. This was all evidence, all horrifying evidence.

One file was titled Acid Demonstration. Owen didn’t even want to watch what that was.

He pulled the drive out and shoved it back in his bag, shooting up and rushing back out into the hall.

Owen wrenched open every door, only quickly glancing in each room. The details registered as white noise in his mind as he looked—a big metal tank, a storage room full of dry food, a laundry room.

He stopped short when he opened another door, immediately spotting the bed from the video under his flashlight. This time, he took the time to turn on the lights, flinching at the bright fluorescence.

The girl began whimpering and squirming immediately, looking over at Owen with wide, terrified eyes. Jesus, he thought to himself, she looked rough. Pale, her hair tangled and wet with sweat, dangerously dark circles under her eyes.

He turned his flashlight off, rushing over and holding his palms out. “Hey, hey! Shh, shh, hey, c’mon—“

She pinched her eyes shut, tugging harder at her wrists. “Leave me alone, please leave me alone, I don’t wanna—“

“Listen, hey. Look, I’m not—I’m not him.” He kept his voice at a whisper, hoping she could do the same. There wasn’t much of a chance Benjamin could hear them from the house, but he was still paranoid.

She was now staring at Owen silently, eyes rapidly scanning up and down his body as she tried to piece things together.

“Hey, yeah, I’m—“ He swallowed hard. “I know you’re scared, you don’t know me, but I’m—I’m here to help, okay? I need you to trust me.” He dropped down to one knee, making sure he was in the woman’s line of sight.

“My name’s Owen, I’m an investigator. I’m gonna help you, okay? I’ll get you out and we can get you home. You understand?”

She gave a minute nod, still trembling. This close, Owen noticed bruising around her eyes and throat, and slashes along her skin wherever it was exposed.

“You’re Anna, right?” He quirked his head to the side, trying to give a comforting smile. He felt encouraged when she nodded again.

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, I’m sorry it’s here. I’m gonna take these straps off, but—“ He held his hand over the strap securing her arm. “I need you to come with me and stay calm. He can’t hear us, okay? Benjamin can’t hear us.”

Anna nodded one more time, her eyes drifting to his hand. “Please.”

“Yeah, I gotcha—I gotcha,” He muttered, quickly but carefully undoing her restraints and helping her to sit up.

“Can you walk? I don’t know what he—“

“I can.” Her voice was weak, hoarse, but clear. “I can walk.”

Owen was leading her out in a few seconds, one arm around her torso to support her despite her quiet protests. “Where is he?”

“Sleeping, I think. Just stay by me, I’ll get you to the car. Think you can manage the ladder?”

She only nodded again, glancing up at him every few seconds as they walked.

“Good, that’s good,” he continued. “You’ll go up first, I’ll make sure you don’t fall. Go up as fast as you can, but not so fast that you’ll—“

“She won’t need the ladder, young man.”

Owen stopped in his tracks, feeling his companion grip onto him suddenly. Benjamin’s voice came from behind him, from one of the other rooms. He’d followed Owen down at some point, he’d been waiting.

He turned slowly, unsurprised by the revolver in Benjamin’s hand.

Great.

#whump #whumpee #writing #whump writing #caretaker #whumper #ocs #kidnapping #captured #restrained #failed rescue #trafficking tw #guns tw #Owen #Benjamin #mark #Anna

[system-of-a-feather]

(tw trafficking and programming)

Tell me you have Some Mental Illness when your therapist validates that your sister was kinda a stereotypical handler even if she was "bad at it"

And all you as a part got is

😎 Hell yeah nice to get reminded that I was right about hating her since day one. I hated her BEFORE it was cool

(but I hated her for much more minor and less serious reasons cause I have been disconnected from the sexual abuse shit)

-XIV

#alter: xiv #programming tw #trafficking tw #csa tw #ramcoa tw