I like rabbits

...because they're cute~

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marcoereus:

I’m so tired of people telling me German is an “ugly, angry” language. When my German teacher tells us jokes it’s the sweetest, happiest language in the world. When I teach my father the word for daughter he smiles, repeating “Tochter” to himself until he gets it right, and in that moment German sounds like pride. There’s nothing angry or ugly about a language that never says goodbye, only “until we meet again.”

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Asexuality and kinks

You can still have a kink, despite being asexual - that’s something I read. This seems to be true, at least for me.

Since I’ve been a child, I felt a great fascination when men hid their faces - we spent a lot of time on medival fairs, so I saw a lot of knights. They were always beautiful to me, with their shiny helmets of all different kinds; they had a touch of magic to them. The magic vanished, though, when they took off their helmet and revealed their faces and that they were actually ordinary humans.

During puberty, I kind of lost this fascination for helmets (though I still find motorcycle helmets and -clothing slightly mysterious and attractive…). I got more attracted to “ninja masks” instead. Those slick masks you pull over mouth and nose, only the eyes stay visible. I find them kind of “sexy”. Meanwhile I’m into Steampunk, and I also like some of the gas masks that only cover mouth and nose. Nothing that looks to industrial (with too much pipes) or the ones with the strange, scary “nose” and insect-like eyes, but the “simpler” ones. They catch my eye and make me wonder about what they’re covering, but at the same time I’m not interested in uncovering the face^^

Another thing is Slash / Shonen ai / Boy x Boy. I don’t want to ramble a lot about this. I don’t read Boyslove Manga, I’m actually more interested in non-canon couples which somehow catch my eye. I’m not a extreme shipper like “THEY NEED TO BE TOGETHER OMG11!!!”, instead I enjoy non-explicit fanart / fanfiction, especially the falling-in-love-process, unresolved sexual tension (UST), (almost) kisses and the tension between the two males (mostly created by fans).

At the moment, I’m addicted to Shingeki no Kyojin / Attack on Titan.  It verifies an older theory of mine concerning what I’m attracted to: Chains, buckles and belts / straps. Just look at the soldiers’ uniforms in SnK: I love how the straps and buckles criss-cross the mens bodies^^ Why? I think it looks gorgeous! I love fashion with chains, buckles (gothic-boots with buckles - oh my gawd, marvellous!!!) and so on <3  I’m too “ordinary” and prefer to wear cozier clothing than a lot of gothic / metal-like clothing / accessory - but I like that fashion style. And boots or jackets or trousers with buckles - hell yeah. Furthermore - it looks hot when the characters get tied up with their uniform straps in some fanart.

Let’s stay with SnK/AoT for the last point: There is a scene where one of the main characters gets chained up and is booted heavily some time later by an older character. The latter then says the chained up character needs to be “trained like a dog”. … I have to admit, while at first I was like “oh my, does he have to be so brutal?!”, after that sentence I was more like “Hell yeah, I want to see that - chain them up and kick them some more 8D” …

Yeah… at the moment I’m really wondering whether I’m interested in bondage / dominance… but actually, those sessions always seem to be so sexually… nah.

My physical response to these kinks depends on mood and daily condition, hormonal cycle, too, I guess. But the heaviest reactions I experienced are these:

  • heavy mood-lifting until I feel a bit “high”
  • warmth flooding my body, especially head and chest-area
  • stupid giggling
  • physical attraction / arousal

I can not exactely define the last point. But it’s not a kind of arousal that makes me want to masturbate or have sex with the persons involved. (o__O) My last experience was when I was watching a very good fanvideo of SnK with that abusive relationship, based on the scene mentioned above. The arousal… it’s more the need to get closer to the action, to watch… I want them right in front of me, but I don’t want to get involved physically.

Ok, I can’t really tell, whether these are actual “kinks”, because I don’t know how the “average” person reacts to exposure to their kinks. Wikipedia says, kinks are connected with sexuality, so I guess people get sexually (=physically) aroused when exposed to their kink. So some might argue “it’s not a kink if you don’t get sexually aroused because you’re asexual”.

First, I can get aroused, even though it doesn’t result in me wanting sex with anybody (duh, I’m always somewhat repulsed by the thought… it’s ridiculous for me.) Second, I feel some kind of arousal if I see these “kinks” of mine. And I enjoy them. I don’t care if these are “real” kinks or not. I just love the stuff^^

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Anonymous asked: When girls go out wearing tiny, tight, skimpy outfits, I mean they have the choice to wear something else. some thing less provocative, so really girls are asking for it.

scalelectricity:

If you’re out in public and I see you’re not wearing any protective headgear does that give me the right to smash in your skull with a hammer? I mean you asked for it, since you’re not wearing something to protect your head. 

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warcrimenancydrew:

do you guys remember that one post about how men feel entitled to take up so much space and women have to deal with a lot less?

This is actually a documented thing. You always see men on the subway or tube or whatever using both armrests while women sit with their arms hunched together into their laps. That’s why I always make a point to take up at least one if not both armrests of the tube so men can be uncomfortable for once.

^ again, for all the people telling me posting this picture is complaining too much.

In my college classes (and high school too) guys were always stretching, sticking fists and elbows in my face, leaning their heads back over my desk, over my work, spreading their legs out, kicking my bag with their dirty shoes. And let’s not pretend they were in other guys’ space as much as they were in women’s.

It’s so true, this happens to me every day on the train. Same with the walking thing, women will weave out of the way whereas men just walk straight and plow down anything in their path. I always end up playing chicken with men on the sidewalk now, because I refuse to move out of their way.

I love playing chicken with dudes who hog the sidewalk. BODY CHECK! Fucking assholes.
“NOT ALL MEN ARE LIKE THIS!” FUCK OFF.
“AS A MAN, I THINK THAT…” FUCK OFF.
Men always have the same defensive bullshit to spout every time they get called out on their shit. AND IT IS BORING. They remind me of those toys where you pull a string an they have like 5 phrases they can say. Over and over and over.

same here with playing chicken, its hilarious sometimes because they get this flash of realization in their eyes that says ‘holy shit, she’s NOT going to move/??? what do????’ because THEY ARE SO USED TO EVERYONE MOVING FOR THEM

when i was younger my grandpa drew this on a piece of paper,

and he asked me how i, as the red circle, would get around the two people (black circles) if i was walking down the street.
so of course i came back with

moving out of the way for them as i walked.
he asked me if i thought men would do the same and, at the time, i did because i thought it was just common courtesy. but he told me that men would barrel straight through without giving a shit and that i should do the exact same. because i was the one walking and they were the ones in the way. so that’s exactly what i do.


i find this really fascinating because this actually what defines so-called masculine and feminine traits and gestures. the whole limp-wrist thing? that’s someone decreasing the amount of space they take up by not extending their arm fully. same with crossing one’s legs, how it’s considered more masculine to swing your shoulders when you walk creating a wider gait instead of your hips, how someone who holds their elbows tightly into their torso instead of letting them fall more loosely at their sides is considered feminine.
taking up space is not just a frequent habit of males in our culture, its actually how society thinks masculinity is supposed to be expressed.

It’s also why you can seriously freak people out if you’re a woman by sitting back in your chair and draping your arm over the backrest of the one beside it.
Try it.
It’s claiming space, and more importantly, it’s powerful body language. In primates (including humans), the individual that “opens” its chest—that is, leaves it open to attack—is the most dominant of them, precisely because it shows a confidence that no one WILL attack you.
Look at someone who’s comfortable vs someone who’s uncomfortable—the uncomfortable person will inevitably cross their arms or cover their chest to in an instinct to protect the thoracic cavity.
So, when you want to look HELLA confident, open up your chest and make direct eye contact. It feels weird (for women!) at first, but it’s the fastest way to freak a dude out. They genuinely do not know what to do when a woman displays behaviour they recognize as confident.

This was interesting. Literally never thought about it before. 

nakedcuddles:

appropriately-inappropriate:

vickiexz:

penjolina:

piddlebucket:

randomstabbing:

hilariousslut:

aliveforalittlewhile:

warcrimenancydrew:

historywhore:

warcrimenancydrew:

do you guys remember that one post about how men feel entitled to take up so much space and women have to deal with a lot less?

This is actually a documented thing. You always see men on the subway or tube or whatever using both armrests while women sit with their arms hunched together into their laps. That’s why I always make a point to take up at least one if not both armrests of the tube so men can be uncomfortable for once.

^ again, for all the people telling me posting this picture is complaining too much.

In my college classes (and high school too) guys were always stretching, sticking fists and elbows in my face, leaning their heads back over my desk, over my work, spreading their legs out, kicking my bag with their dirty shoes. And let’s not pretend they were in other guys’ space as much as they were in women’s.

It’s so true, this happens to me every day on the train. Same with the walking thing, women will weave out of the way whereas men just walk straight and plow down anything in their path. I always end up playing chicken with men on the sidewalk now, because I refuse to move out of their way.

I love playing chicken with dudes who hog the sidewalk. BODY CHECK! Fucking assholes.

“NOT ALL MEN ARE LIKE THIS!” FUCK OFF.

“AS A MAN, I THINK THAT…” FUCK OFF.

Men always have the same defensive bullshit to spout every time they get called out on their shit. AND IT IS BORING. They remind me of those toys where you pull a string an they have like 5 phrases they can say. Over and over and over.

same here with playing chicken, its hilarious sometimes because they get this flash of realization in their eyes that says ‘holy shit, she’s NOT going to move/??? what do????’ because THEY ARE SO USED TO EVERYONE MOVING FOR THEM

when i was younger my grandpa drew this on a piece of paper,

and he asked me how i, as the red circle, would get around the two people (black circles) if i was walking down the street.

so of course i came back with

moving out of the way for them as i walked.

he asked me if i thought men would do the same and, at the time, i did because i thought it was just common courtesy. but he told me that men would barrel straight through without giving a shit and that i should do the exact same. because i was the one walking and they were the ones in the way. so that’s exactly what i do.

i find this really fascinating because this actually what defines so-called masculine and feminine traits and gestures. the whole limp-wrist thing? that’s someone decreasing the amount of space they take up by not extending their arm fully. same with crossing one’s legs, how it’s considered more masculine to swing your shoulders when you walk creating a wider gait instead of your hips, how someone who holds their elbows tightly into their torso instead of letting them fall more loosely at their sides is considered feminine.

taking up space is not just a frequent habit of males in our culture, its actually how society thinks masculinity is supposed to be expressed.

It’s also why you can seriously freak people out if you’re a woman by sitting back in your chair and draping your arm over the backrest of the one beside it.

Try it.

It’s claiming space, and more importantly, it’s powerful body language. In primates (including humans), the individual that “opens” its chest—that is, leaves it open to attack—is the most dominant of them, precisely because it shows a confidence that no one WILL attack you.

Look at someone who’s comfortable vs someone who’s uncomfortable—the uncomfortable person will inevitably cross their arms or cover their chest to in an instinct to protect the thoracic cavity.

So, when you want to look HELLA confident, open up your chest and make direct eye contact. It feels weird (for women!) at first, but it’s the fastest way to freak a dude out. They genuinely do not know what to do when a woman displays behaviour they recognize as confident.

This was interesting. Literally never thought about it before. 

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