Hypersexuality does not make you dirty.
Wanting sex, attention, or closeness does not mean you wanted to be harmed. And if you were assaulted while struggling with hypersexuality, that does not make it your fault.
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Hypersexuality does not make you dirty.
Wanting sex, attention, or closeness does not mean you wanted to be harmed. And if you were assaulted while struggling with hypersexuality, that does not make it your fault.
Imagine: Hypersexual! Gojo.
He’s always been a little embarrassed by it, this constant, gnawing hunger that never seems to let up. He’s used to being horny all the time, but ever since he met you, it’s gotten so much worse. Every time you hang out, the second he gets home he’s rushing to his room, shoving his pants down and wrapping his hand around his aching cock, stroking himself furiously while your face is still fresh in his mind.
Just the sight of your lips or those pretty eyes is enough to melt him into pure ecstasy.
Hypersexual! Gojo, who’s desperately trying to be lowkey around you. He doesn’t want to scare you off. You’re so wonderful, kind, patient, smart, and genuinely good in every way. How could someone like him, twisted and starving with lust, possibly deserve someone as perfect as you?
He used to need multiple partners just to take the edge off, never satisfied with just one person. But the moment you came into his life, he stopped seeing anyone else. The mere idea of being with you is enough now. No one else even comes close.
Hypersexual! Gojo, who’s always been the one to make the first move, now holds back. He waits for you to start things because he’s terrified of coming on too strong and ruining this. He’s used to using his dazzling looks and effortless charm to get whatever he wants, but with you he refuses to. It’s driving him insane. He wants you so badly it hurts, but this is the first time in his life he’s ever wanted something so precious, so he’s careful.
Hypersexual! Gojo who at parties and hangouts, he has to sneak away every so often, slipping into a bathroom or a dark corner just to jerk off because your mere presence turns him on unbearably. He’ll lean against the wall, biting his lip to stay quiet, pumping his cock with quick, desperate strokes while thinking about you.
So when the two of you have been going out for two weeks and you finally confront him, telling him how needy you are for his touch and demanding to know why he hasn't made a move on you, Gojo gets all flustered. His cheeks flush, those bright blue eyes widening as he realizes just how badly you want him too. He’s still unsure how to behave around you, scared of letting the full weight of his desires show.
The first time you’re together, he’s surprisingly tender and caring, almost too gentle. But you’re already frustrated from all the waiting, so you start begging him, voice breathy and desperate: “Harder… faster, please—”
That’s when he falls apart.
He tries to stay careful at first, but the moment he sees you can take him, really take him, something inside him snaps. He fucks you with raw, overwhelming passion, hips slamming into you with a need he can’t hold back anymore. He cums faster than he expected, groaning your name as pleasure crashes through him.
He’s a little embarrassed afterward, but you honestly don’t care. You just pull him closer, smiling.
Hypersexual! Gojo, who’s an absolute mess for you.
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hypersexual culture is getting so frustrated with your usual smut/porn/kinks not getting you off anymore so you have to keep finding more and more intense shit until suddenly you're jacking off to things you're actually repulsed by and feeling Doubly filthy and horrible afterwards
me too anon me too
misato katsuragi is not just "that pedophile character."
yes, she grooms shinji. yes, it's messed up. eva wants you to feel disturbed by that. but flattening her entire character into "pedophile" misses what's actually going on with her writing.
misato is written as hypersexual, but not in a way that's empowering. it's survival. it's her crutch. she uses sex and flirtation as coping mechanisms, the only way she knows how to build intimacy after a life defined by abandonment, second impact trauma, and the death of her father. her relationships (with kaji, with shinji, even her casual joking) show how she's stuck in this loop where she equates intimacy with sex, because genuine vulnerability feels impossible.
her "hypersexuality" isn't meant to be titillating, it's meant to be tragic. it's messy, it's inappropriate, it's self-destructive. eva keeps showing us how she drinks too much, pushes boundaries too far, hides behind seduction instead of honesty. and when she offers herself to shinji, it's not some secret truth of "oh she’s a pedophile," it's a breakdown of everything she's been holding in. her fear of dying, her terror of being alone, her inability to connect in any way that isn't sexual.
that's why her character is important. she embodies adulthood in eva's world. not wise or put-together, but broken people dragging their baggage into every relationship. misato hurts shinji, but not because she's only predatory, it's because she's caught in the same cycles of trauma he is.
so yeah, call her out for her behavior, but don't erase the bigger picture. misato isn't "bad representation." she's realistic representation of how trauma, hypersexuality, and desperation can warp someone's entire way of existing.
message to all hypersexual people:
You're not broken. You're not a bad person. It's not your fault that you have these thoughts. I don't think any less of you for them. I really don't. They're just thoughts, they don't define you, and you don't want them anyways.
"i've had sexual thoughts about my family." It's not your fault.
"I've had sexual thoughts about animals" It's not your fault.
"I've had sexual thoughts about you" I don't care. It's not your fault.
It was not your choice to think these things.
It is not your fault you have them.
It does not define you.
Everything will be fine. You can persevere.