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The struggle is real many times when I answer Asks.
“In the long run, we only hit what we aim at.”
— Henry David Thoreau (via quotemadness)
Calling out harmful practices that are being labeled as D/s is important.
But a lot of people seem to like to call out those behaviors by saying “they aren’t a real dom” or a “true dom”.
Personally, I think it’s much better to point out that their behaviors are harmful. Or if they’re neglectful or abusive, use those words.
What makes someone a dom is a really subjective concept. If I were to list traits that I think make someone dominant, someone else could argue that someone with those traits isn’t dominant in their opinion. There’s just such a wide spectrum of styles of dominance, and also such a wide range of views on D/s.
Behaviors that are unhealthy or harmful are subjective too, but less so.
In my mind, it makes a lot more sense to point out when someone is behaving in ways that are unhealthy, harmful, neglectful, abusive, etc rather than not-dominant.
But also…not being dominant shouldn’t be an insult…where treating someone in harmful ways is bad regardless of whether you’re a dom, sub, switch or none of the above. So if someone identifies as a dom but is being abusive, it should always be more powerful to call out their harmful behaviors rather than just accusing them of non being a ‘real’ dom.
#102 SHH - Serra Hawks-Hitchcock, Small God of Silence. A formally dressed woman sits at table. In front of her a tea set decorated with gilt snowflakes and a plate of cucumber sandwiches rest on a lace tablecloth. She is haloed in gold against a darker golden background. She has a finger to her lips as a she shushes a hummingbird with a tiny crown. This is #54 Hummel - Small God of Not Knowing the Words.
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“Ladies should be seen and not heard,” and she is there, just behind the speaker, a smile on her lips and mischief in her eyes.
“Silence is a virtue,” and she is there, pulling faces, fingers in her ears and tongue peeking out to brush her chin, a gleeful obscenity.
“Loose lips sink ships,” and she is there, a cutlass in her hand, ready to sail for the Spanish Main at dawn, the colors already hoisted in her heart.
She doesn’t have a lot to say, but she allows others to speak for her with giddy willingness, bending their pious proverbs to her own ends. She finds her strength and her divinity in the space between the silence and the sigh, the blossoming room where she can undermine her own ideals and make of silence something screaming.
Ladies should be seen and not heard? Fine, then, she will make of their precious ladies a spectacle too grand to be ignored. She will make sure they can be seen from space. Silence is a virtue? Then silence enough should make them virtuous; they need not a single virtue more. Loose lips sink ships? Then she will build a graveyard all her own, schooners and galleons at the bottom of the sea.
Do not tempt the quiet ones, for their vengeance will be swift and unrelenting. But she smiles and smiles and sips her tea, and the ones who worship her—either willingly or because they have no given choice—understand that her wrath, when it descends, will be unending. And they love her for it. Oh, how they love her.
They do not sing her praises. Instead, they hold them close and quiet in their hearts, and she is theirs, and they are hers, and all those who fail to understand their bonds will one day see them in the screaming silence of the dawn.
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Artist Lee Moyer (13th Age, Cursed Court) and author Seanan McGuire (Middlegame, Every Heart a Doorway) have joined forces to bring you icons and stories of the small deities who manage our modern world, from the God of Social Distancing to the God of Finding a Parking Space.
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reblogged this last year. Glad it reappeared.
Since it already had a Like ❤️ from me, I conclude that I too reblogged this last year.
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And one day you realize that it wasn’t the game, it was who you watched it with.
It wasn’t about the house you owned. It was the people in it.
It wasn’t about the best coffee ever, but who you made it for.
It wasn’t all the work you put in, but who was in the trenches with you.
It wasn’t the great dinner prepared for you. It was who brought you your plate.
You have to learn how to value the time that someone gives you because that’s something they will never get back. It’s priceless.
When you’re at the end of your years, what’s really going to matter??
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I will always reblog this.
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