Mama Tash @mama-tash - Tumblr Blog

Remove the White Supremacists

Dear Tumblr @staff,

In light of the recent white supremacist terror attacks worldwide:

We, the Tumblr community (your community), implore you to change your previously passive policy against white supremacy and white nationalist extremist ideologies.

Every major news station, social expert, and experts on extremist ideologies have identified that these extremist ideologies are spread and grown on online platforms: specifically social platforms. They have identified the major ways that communities can confront these violent extremist views; the biggest one being for social media groups to actually start removing user accounts that post and spread extremist white nationalist dog whistles, memes, and rhetoric.

Your users are begging for your help in stemming the rising tide of xenophobic violence. As has become evident by the recent terrorist attack in Christchurch, New Zealand, these ideologies don’t begin with violence, but with strategically spouted rhetoric and hate speech that riles up others who are vulnerable to being persuaded by their subtle methods.

Please. If you support the safety of your users. If you support the Muslim Community. If you support the Jewish Community. If you support People of Color. If you support your users regardless of color or religious background.

Then it’s time to start taking a proactive stance against extremist white supremacist and nationalist ideologies and remove them.

The signatures and reblogs below should serve to show you how strongly your userbase feels about this. We all stand for a world without Hate. Do you?

phoenixwest-deactivated20210113

magpie-69

thepiscesactor-deactivated20121

Just an experiment. Reblog if you actually give a fuck about male victims of domestic violence and rape.

minotaursauce

Of fucking course

What sick bastard doesn’t

xaldien

“You’d be surprised”, said Xaldien, who just lost four followers and received a lovely “men can’t be raped” anon shortly after reblogging this the first time.

minotaursauce

Yowch, disgusting.

samuraiko

If I don’t reblog this, assume I’m dead.

glory-of-hera-blog

Always reblog this

nygmobblepot-der-pool-deactivat

If you Dont reblog this if u see it then i cant call u my friend

witchofthefuture

IF ANYONE TELLS ME THAT MEN CAN’T BE VICTIMS OF DOMESTIC VIOLENCE AND RAPE, I AM SICKENED BY THEIR MERE PRESENCE ON MY BLOG.

If you disagree with me, unfollow my blog, block me and never look at my blog again.

If you want to debate about this or send anon’s about this, I will reply but your actions have consequences.

witchofthefuture

Out of 19000+ followers I have, only one of you actually reblogged about this issue, yet a lot of you have reblogged and liked a picture by playboy about catcalling and that how men should never do it.

Additionally, I have received abuse in my ask box (which I will be answering when I can) and threats. In particular death threats and rape threats.

I can see the real problem here already. Male domestic violence and rape is just invisible in our society because we don’t want to talk about this because it just damages the status quo of this fucking website.

tarothy-deactivated20230301

I’m a male victim of child sexual abuse. We matter. Please, reblog this.

happerbunny-deactivated20211002

Please never forget male victims are real and it can happen to everyone/anyone

smolkingofhell

I’m a boy , and when i was younger I was sexually assaulted every damn day for three years by my younger step SISTER, So don’t go saying that ‘boys can’t be raped’ bull shit

yviinfinite-deactivated20181014

This is so important. That kinda shit can happen to everybody

biyorozu

Anybody can be raped, and anybody can be a rapist

stay-inside-the-salt-ring

Always reblog, because some people dont see men as also being victims, and they are

screamingfrenchfries

ANYONE CAN BE RAPED OR SEXUALLY ABUSED IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM

raspberry-lava

Why do people to around saying “women are raped all the time” and not give a shit about the guys that have been raped?

heonythighs

I don’t usually reblog things that are like “reblog if-” but this one hits too close to home and I feel it needs to be shared

dom-wolfy-deactivated20151015

Neglect of a Little

It doesn’t take much to make a girl feel invisible, especially one so delicate as a baby girl. Little space can be an overwhelmingly powerful state of mind for some littles. Not being able to comfortably express an inner child is often all it takes to cause great frustration and even depression in a little’s life. It takes a Daddy Dom’s constant attention and praise to keep a little feeling both wanted and appreciated. Just like an actual child, a little is very sensitive to her Dominant’s reactions. For some baby girls all it takes is a stern look from Daddy to bring her to tears and make her feel incredibly guilty even if she did nothing wrong.

Proper attention is absolutely necessary to keep a baby girl happy and healthy. Without it she dwindles. Her playful attitude vanishes and her little side fades away. When completely ignored, a baby girl commits to all manners of behavior both good and bad in a desperate attempt to get the attention she needs. This often leads to unnecessary discipline and punishment from her Dominant that further compounds the issue. Littles are often viewed as “too needy” but this is not the case at all. A little is merely craving the love and affection her heart desires. The purpose for having a D/s relationship is to form a close and deep bond with your lover that can’t be achieved through having a normal/vanilla relationship. Making a baby girl feel guilty for wanting this attention is one of the most redundant and destructive things a Dominant can do. But even worse than that is when a Dominant actually shuns and abandons a little for wanting closeness. This can devastate a baby girl. It often leads to depression and self-harm for many littles. No one deserves to be treated like a burden. Pain and suffering can often cause a baby girl to enter into regression. And feeling alone, unloved, and unwanted is an utterly awful thing to have to go through while in little space. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.

So please be good to your baby girl. They’re the most precious and wonderful creation you’ll ever know. Each and every little is absolutely worthy of the all the love and affection a man can give. It makes them shine brightly, beautiful, and strong. Give them the tenderest of care.

A baby girl deserves nothing less.

dominantlife

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more articles in the Library For Kinksters.

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cherishedproperty

Submissive Does Not Mean Passive

“I want someone who initiates sex every once in a while.”

“I don’t want some doormat with no opinions.”

“I want to be with someone passionate, not submissive.”

I see phrases like this all the time when people reject having a submissive partner. And I’ll admit—once upon a time, I rejected my own submissiveness based on the same misunderstandings. So let me try to clear it up.

When I say I’m submissive, it doesn’t mean I’m a robot awaiting instructions. It doesn’t mean that I’m dormant until a Dominant’s needs and desires activate me. It doesn’t mean that I expect my Dominant to take all the actions while I merely respond.

I am submissive, but I am not passive. I am strong-willed, passionate, and energetic in pursuit of what fulfills me.

I initiate sex with my Dominant. It’s different from how a Dominant initiates, but it’s not all that hard to read. I will straddle their lap and nibble their neck and talk about what a needy little girl I am. I will say that I’ve been thinking all day of the way they taste. I will lay their favorite implement on the bed with a sticky note that just says, “Please?” I will strip and kneel, and then I’ll beg for what I crave.

I have strong sexual desires and needs, and I share them openly. But I don’t dictate what happens or when. And however my Dominant chooses for me to serve, I will pour all my energy into it. I will curl up between their legs for hours, lost in the joy of exploring them. I will moan and whimper and push back against them as they use me. I will ride them as long as my poor cardio fitness holds out. Being submissive does not make me quiet or passive. I am deeply passionate and completely unafraid to show the one who owns me.

And it’s not just in the bedroom. I have strong opinions about what I think is right and how things should be done, and I will 100% make those opinions known. But with the right partner—someone I can trust to put my needs first—I will defer to them on the final decision. With the right partner, I accept that they may make a decision I disagree with, but they won’t make a decision that harms me. And sometimes I do disagree. Vigorously. Sometimes a decision will make me angry enough to want to shoot lasers from my eyeballs. But if I submit to this person, then I trust them to do what’s right for both of us, and for the relationship. So I make my feelings known, and then I actively choose to follow.

I am submissive, but I am no doormat. I know exactly who I am and what I want, and I am unafraid to share it. My submissiveness is full of boldness and fire and passion. Never, ever mistake me for passive.

mama-tash

You have a wonderful way with words.

All of this 🖤

anxietyproblem

If you can relate to any of these posts, follow us @anxietyproblem

petite-gloom-deactivated2018052

When a girl says “Make me” that’s secret code for “fuck the shit outta me until I can’t walk or talk straight”

mama-tash

Yeah.... just a little bit

Gah

I got so drunk last night. I feel like such an arsehole. I didn't do anything bad or whatever but I feel so guilty. I only remember half of the night. It was my birthday yesterday and that's why we went out but I am so full of shame.

#personal #rant #whatanidiot #drunk #birthday

your-lesbian-friend

I need a make out session and cuddles

mama-tash

Too true right now

Happy New year!!

Possession

Oft. Yes please

“What are you thinking about?” he asked.

Startled, I looked up, but he shook his head, gesturing for me to put my head back down. “Don’t move,” he directed. “Just tell me what you’re thinking about when you’re kneeling there at my feet.”

“You,” I said automatically. “I’m thinking about you.”

“But *what* are you thinking about?” he asked again. “Tell me more. Tell me everything. Just talk.”

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. The floor was hard under my knees. I could feel the warmth of his body standing over me.

“Be specific,” he insisted. “I want every little thought. Just talk and let the words spill out.”

This was harder than I thought. The words were a knot in my throat, choking me with their insistence. I opened my mouth, but they wouldn’t come and I felt tears well up behind my eyelids.

“You’re thinking too hard,” he said. “We need to get you out of your head, tonight…”

submissive-seeking

As the words finally spilled out along with the tears I found a deeper level of truth and submission …

mama-tash

I love this

sunflowerseedsandscience

REBLOG IF NAZIS OFFEND YOU MORE THAN NIPPLES.

aibidil

Why ‘female-presenting nipples’ matter

When I was 10, my mom made me wear a bra and it felt like a punishment for being different.

When I was 10, I took the bra off when changing for gymnastics and accidentally dropped it in the school hallway. A teacher picked it up and said, “Oh, this must belong to you” and handed it back to me in front of everyone. I quit gymnastics.

When I was 11, I thought maybe the boobs would be okay so long as they didn’t get any bigger than would fit in my hand, so I kept measuring it, but they did.

When I was 12, I started wearing two or three sports bras to smush them down, until one day a classmate said, “Are you wearing two bras?!” while laughing.

When I was 13, a boy told me he wanted to squeeze my boobs “until they popped.”

When I was 14, I got cast in a play as an older character and a classmate told me I got the role because I had boobs.

When I was 17, my mom told me to return a swimsuit because it would be too distracting for my boyfriend’s father.

When I was 21, I got properly fitted for a bra and everyone felt the need to tell me how much better my boobs looked.

When I was 26, I got pregnant and my immediate fear was that my boobs would get bigger.

When I was 28, I got shamed for trying to feed my screaming baby in public without a cover.

When I was 28, people asked me “why are you bothering to use a breastfeeding cover?”

When I was 30, people gave me weird looks that I wasn’t yelling at my kid for putting their hand on my boob.

When I was 31, I avoided going to the beach or pool because I didn’t want to have to deal with boobs in a swimsuit.

When I was 32, I got asked, again, “why don’t you get a breast reduction?”

When I was 33, I watched a 5yo girl get shamed for running around in sweltering heat without a shirt on and had to reprimand a bunch of tween boys who thought it was okay to shame her for doing something they do all the time.

When I was 34, my kid kept patting my breast and saying “Mommy’s squishy breast!!” They will never see me express any shame about tits, because I want them to have a different mindset than I had. Yes, boobs are nice! They’re squishy! They’re fun! That’s the end of that.

I’m 35 and no longer give a fuck. I don’t care anymore. As a teenager my tits were covered in stretch marks. They’ve been engorged with milk. My nipple changed shape with pregnancy. Give it another couple decades and my breasts will probably be all wrinkly. It’s sexual when I’m using it sexually. I don’t fucking care, and I won’t be ashamed anymore.

Every time a policy or cultural hangup treats people with breasts differently, it fucks us over.

Tumblr’s new policy makes an active choice to participate in this culture of shame. By classifying “female-presenting nipples” as explicit material, Tumblr has taken a stance that any chest or breast that differs from a male default is worthy of shame and unavoidably sexual. The idea that breasts are shameful and unavoidably sexual is exactly what fucked me up for so much of my life.

Stop shaming people for having bodies.

mama-tash

Yes a million times yes!!!!!