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(that very specific vocal cadence that actors do when a Hollywood movie wants you to think the exposition nerd is cool) Turns out there is a heterosexual explanation for this, but you are NOT gonna like it.
Janka [gachiakuta] x Gn reader just maybe poly headcannons on their overall relationship with each other?? Like fluff/smut(or just suggestive)/crack (or any other u wanna do) idk I just think it'll be interesting
[only of you ship them of feel comfortable with it, those dumbasses have sent me down yet another rabbit hole]
Sure, bro! 🫡✨️ I let myself make G/N reader not submissive. Since I am not doin' reader the bottom one. I hope you don't mind!
I created this with both types of genitals in mind, so it doesn't matter if you have a pussy or a dick because you can decide for yourself 💪🏼✨️
‼️Art is not mine, the author of it is dana "codanaco" on X‼️
(Sorry for any errors- I'm still kinda new to the fandom)
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SUGGESTIVE/NSFW AND FLUFF HEADCANONS
(NOT TOO EXPLICT CONTENT THO)
● Jabber is obsessed with how strong you are, not just physically but in will. He calls you variations of "my favorite beast" in that manic grin of his, especially when you pin him down during sparring-turned-foreplay and refuse to let him up until he's begging (which he does dramatically, loving every second).
● Zanka pretends to scoff at Jabber's theatrics, but the second you turn that same commanding energy on him—grabbing his chin, telling him to "look at me while I touch you"—he melts into quiet, intense submission, cheeks flushed, breathing ragged.
● Date nights are chaotic luxury. Jabber drags you both to sketchy underground fight clubs (he insists it's "romantic"), where he and Zanka inevitably end up brawling for your attention. You sit back, smirking, legs crossed, until one of them wins—then you reward the victor by pulling them into your lap right there in the shadows, whispering exactly what you'll do to them later while the loser watches, fuming and aroused. The real prize? You make them share afterward, forcing them to cooperate as you take control.
● Domestic fluff hits different with these two. Zanka wakes up earliest and makes strong coffee (he remembers exactly how you like it), but Jabber immediately ruins the peace by tackling him from behind, biting at his neck while whining that "Mr. Perfect needs to loosen up." You stroll in, still half-asleep, grab Jabber by the hair to pull him off (gently), then kiss Zanka slow and deep right in front of him as punishment. Jabber pouts… until you turn and do the same to him, harder, making him whine into your mouth.
● In bed (or against walls, on rooftops, in abandoned trash heaps—location is optional👀👀...), you're the anchor. Jabber loves being edged until he's shaking, laughing hysterically through the desperation because pain + pleasure is his language.
● Zanka tries to stay stoic longer, jaw clenched, but cracks so beautifully when you praise him while denying him release—"You're doin' so good for me, baby, hold it just a little longer."
● They both get loud when you finally let them have it, Jabber cackling through moans, Zanka gasping your name like a prayer.
● Aftercare is surprisingly soft. Jabber turns clingy and dramatic, sprawling across you like a cat, demanding scratches while dramatically recounting how "you almost killed him with how good it felt." Zanka curls against your other side, quieter, tracing lazy patterns on your skin and murmuring how safe he feels with both of you. You card fingers through their hair, telling them they're yours—and watch them both preen in their own ways.
● Petty jealousy moments are endless but adorable. Jabber "steals" Zanka's jacket just to wear it and get your attention ("Look, I smell like him now~"). Zanka retaliates by casually manhandling Jabber in front of you during training, showing off how easily he can flip him. You solve it by pinning them both to the ground, one hand on each throat (not choking!! Zanka doesn't like it. You just hold), and reminding them exactly who they belong to. They both go boneless instantly.
● Lazy mornings where you're in the middle of the bed, Jabber's head on your chest (If you have female biology, Jabber loves to cuddle up to your breast or sleep with his head on it), Zanka's arm slung possessively over your waist. Jabber wakes up first and starts teasing Zanka awake with little bites along his shoulder until Zanka growls and shoves him—This is what your "romantic mornings" look like.
love when some of the women who reblog misogynistic blackpill doomer shit talking down on osa women for their sexuality and essentially telling them to "just be celibate" while share their utopian methods for osa women to navigate life with hetero or bisexuality are proud lesbians. like okay messiah of female liberation, tell me more about the horrors of hetero attraction you've never experienced.
funny how some of the loudest voices on female separatism come from women who don't have to give up love, sex, or intimacy. must be easy to play the purity olympics when your "sacrifice" is theoretical. and the women who actually do bring sacrifice to the table are often much more understanding and don't push for all osa women to become political lesbians.
I can understand it more when a het or bi woman reblogs blackpill stuff as it often comes from a place of self hate, of trying to reject a part of themselves they're ashamed of. those women have internalized the message that they are less because of their sexuality.
it's like watching someone wrestle with their own desires under patriarchy and externalizing that pain & frustration into cynicism. but when lesbians do it, it hits differently. they're not being asked to give up a part of their identity, they get to keep love, intimacy, and connection while preaching about separatism like it's some universal moral stance, lecturing osa women about how fulfilling a life without men is. it screams lack of empathy & common sense.
they've never had to untangle desire from danger, or love from fear. they've never been in the position of having to question whether their feelings for a man are real or just internalized conditioning, or if choosing him is a betrayal of themselves or other women. yet somehow, some of them feel fully qualified to tell bi and het women to "just stop" being attracted to men.
this post is exclusively about blackpill separatists who feel entitled to punch down on osa women for some cheap sense of moral superiority. if you are a blackpiller and you have never experienced attraction to men, I'm genuinely happy for you but this also means you lack the ability of being able to relate to the experiences of osa women, especially when it comes to separatism. I'm all for them advocating for separatism but don't act like you have lived in our skins & our sacrifices are equal.
edit: here is an elaborate explanation of this post
It's crazy how offended straight women get when we point this out
There has been a drama on twitter recently, about how sex is inherently degrading for women (especially), since we always use words like fucked, cracked, ruined, railed ect.. And how the person getting fucked is always the one with less power then the one doing the fucking, people got so mad and claimed that its just a puritan take, and that's not how real life sex works, the partner ''doesnt'' see them as inferior, but if you think about it, the person getting fucked will always be inferior you can't just cope your way out of it by saying they're actually the ones in control, they aren't, it's all about power, someone HAS to be the weak one, and the other HAS to dominate and ruin the submissive one. So many delusional women / gay males continue to disagree with objective truth. A dad is proud of his son who FUCKED many girls, but he wouldn't be proud of his daughter who GOT FUCKED by many boys. it's just different and they know it deep down but no one dares to say it out loud, sex is degrading especially for the ''weak submissive" side. If women accepted reality, they would realize that the attention and kindness they receive from heterosexual men has nothing to do with their personality and humanity, and everything to do with the sexual benefits men receive from their acceptance of beauty standards and subjugation.
“I HATE MEN”
(radioactivewisdom on Tumblr, deactivated) (active again on a new blog: radioactivewisdomreactivated)
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[Picture of the book “I Hate Men” by Pauline Harmange]
Guess who the author of this book is married to. The shtick is getting old. Men aren’t going to change, because women won’t either. I actually prefer Trad’s and pick me’s to feminist and misandrist. At least the former are honest, while the latter are performing. “Radical” women are the most easy to fool, since they apparently know so much about the inner workings of men and misogyny, but routinely end up married to beast. Pookie managed to trick you for years on end, but I’m supposed to trust your ability to dismantle the patriarchy?
The divide between the sexes starts in your bed. Despite the lies you tell yourself to believe that you’re blowing your beast in a progressively girl bossed way, you’re still on your knees. Letting XY DNA into your womb, while still not having complete ownership over it, is cognitive dissonance to the highest degree. Don’t forget raising one of your own while fear mongering about those you pass on the street. Here’s a secret, every man was once somebody’s precious baby boy. Just like you were once a girl who saw the ways of the world, and decided to sign up for the same exact lifestyle as those you supposedly pity.
Generation after generation of the same exact breeding program. The definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, expecting a different result. Keep up with the masses and you’ll forever remain stagnant. They’ll convince you that a lack of sex and not enough disposable plastic crap is the root of all suffering. The solution being to partner up with the sex pest of your choice, and make more dopamine dependent mini me’s. Humanity is a psych ward, but the keys to freedom are surprisingly easy to come by. Truth, which is found by accurately assessing this reality. The drama of this world has always been an elaborate distraction. See through it, and you’ll be free.
Make Him Suffer Heterosexually Ideas 💕
– women hurting men 🩷
– women beating men up 🩷
– women who don't care about men 🩷
– women being callous 🩷
– women making men uncomfortable on purpose 🩷
– women sticking men in a time loop 🩷
– women being sososo condescending 🩷
– women telling men they're beautiful when they cry 🩷
Just...... more women hurting men please ✨️