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Unwell Amv

I was raped as a student - and I'm not the only one

I don't remember being taught about consent at school, other than "No means no." What I do remember is being told not to walk home on my own, or I'd risk being raped by a stranger in a dark alley. But when I was raped it was not in the street, but in my own student house, and I had taken the precaution of being walked home by someone I knew. It was the first social event of that academic year at the University of Bristol and it had been a fun night. It was everyone's favourite time of term - lectures had not properly begun and deadlines were still far from our minds. I drank, laughed and danced until I was ready for sleep. As I was leaving the club, a guy also at the social said he lived near me and offered to walk me home. Walking home alone, late at night, in the dark was something I actively tried to avoid, so I gladly accepted his offer. We'd only met a few weeks before, so conversation was light - we chatted about the night and what to expect in the new term. When we got to the steps that led up to my house, he politely asked if he could pop inside for a glass of water because he was feeling unwell. Maybe this is when I should have heard alarm bells, but even as I was pouring the drink in my kitchen nothing struck me as amiss. Not until after he'd finished the water, and the pretence was over. With his first demand to go to my room, came my first rebuff - my first spoken "No." To this day, it still strikes me how a charming disguise can so quickly disperse, and turn into aggression. Despite my refusal to go to my bedroom, and my repeated attempts to get him to leave, he was relentless: "Why would you let me in if you didn't want something to happen?" The more I said I wasn't interested, the more forceful he became. I lost count of how many times I said "No". And then suddenly there was someone physically stronger than me, refusing to leave until he got what he wanted. His hand grabbed my arm so fiercely that it became instantly clear that his intentions had never been to get me home safely. It is a strange feeling, being so paralysed by fear in your own living room. In that moment, I realised saying "No" wasn't going to be enough. He took off my tights. When he was done he finally left. The next day I locked myself in my room, only leaving to shower away the reminders of the night before. I lay there overwhelmed with disgust, self-blame and guilt.
John_Lilly · 9.4K Views

Love Will Lead You Back

He looked at Ji An and she can sense something was wrong with him 'What is wrong with people today? Everyone seems off.' "Where have you been?" His voice was cold and firm. Ji An was taken aback by his question and the tone of it seemed like he was angry. "Do I have to report to you what I'm doing and where I Am?" She sarcastically replied and tried to ignore him. He moved closer to her and he put his left arm on her side resting on top of the bonnet of his car and his right arm on the other side. She can't go anywhere, he basically trapped her in between his arms. He moved his face close to hers and his lips hovered on hers, it was dangerously close. "Yes, you should. Since I'm your husband, I should know where you are and what you are doing and who you are with." He inhaled her sweet scent and he let out his cool breath on her lips "I'm the jealous type of husband, I don't want that Eric near you." He still didn't move. Ji An's heartbeat pounded erratically, she struggled to think for a comeback for what he said. But she can't think of any, all she knew was his cool breath was so inviting, his lips were so close that a simple movement from her will seal a kiss. 'Why am I like this?' Her body temperature rose rapidly her behaviour was uncontrollable. She tried to pull herself away from her shameless thoughts of him. Cheng Ze can feel the heat coming from her body. 'Is she unwell?' He moved away from her and saw her flushed cheeks. Her breathing was different from normal. He touched her face and her forehead "Are you unwell? Do you have a fever?" He asked in a very concerned voice. His touch felt cool against her warm skin. But instead of cooling her down, her body temperature rose even more. He became more worried than earlier. She was incredibly warm. It's not normal. Ji An has no control over her body now, her desire and her lust for him has taken over her. She knew she shouldn't but her body knows different. He asked Ji An for her key but she didn't respond. He looked on her bag and he found it. He carried her up to the door and he opened it. Before he can carry her again, to take her inside, she grabbed the collar of his suit and pulled him to her. She kissed his lips like she really wanted it as if it belongs to her. He doesn't know what's going on with her, but her kiss was making him lose all senses. He pinned her against the door and he held her waist, he responded to her kiss very passionately, full of love and admiration. His lips then travelled to her neck and he gently gropes her breast with his left hand while his right hand was still on her waist holding her in place. He wanted her, all of her 'She's giving herself to me voluntarily.' With that thought, it made him want her more. "Baby" he whispered in her ear, while he kisses and nibbles her earlobe. "Not here... we have to get inside first." His whisper somehow turned her on even more. https://discord.gg/8yb8Zy8
MiszYumi · 1.8M Views

Is the gentleman feeling unwell?

The summer petals curled brown to mother earth, soon be hidden beneath a garland of scarlet's and golds. As the autumn came, amethyst blooms fade under shafts of faltering light, hindered by soft-spun cloud. The lingering sun kisses outstretched wings. Once in a autumn while the leaves scattered down on earth , dyed in crimson blood . Longwei sect was slaughtered by an anonymous Cultivator. Yin Yinglong , who observed Yin & Yang in realism. Views pugilists world as a place, where people seek only to know the facts are more likely to achieve good than those who view the world through the distorting medium of their own desires. Both good & evil exists in forms . World never shows exception towards kindness in exchange. People here conceal their inner immorality under white veil . The pugilist world is a play board of Wuqing created by mere human nature. Where Conflicts between good & evil are portrayed literally. To him being a part of mere play is unworthy. Play of White & black can only be watched from aside.Yin Yinglong appears to be a gentleman in disguise, but underneath he is cruel & pursues his benefit. Alike a cold observer , who can watch people suffer & die. “After all, what’s a life, anyway? For mortals ,they're born, they live a little while, they die. For cultivators, nothing is difference. They stand on Life & death after all. Strategy of life is like mere chess game. Playing idle & being a observer is more pleasurable ” -----Yin Yinglong Xue Qinyang, wandering divine doctor. Who wishes to serve humanity . To him World is different towards people narrated according their view. Difference is how other's see the world as. Kindness should become the natural way of life, not the exception. “Heaven and earth are constant and there is one yin and one yang. Yang is heaven's virtue and Yin is heaven's use of punishments.In relationship, emotions of light and dark are worth a thousand truths”—Xue Qinyang While wandering in Jianghu aimlessly by mistake individuals of mismatched conception encounters. The pugilist world was within conflict with supremacy in martial arts. On the other hand Emperor Li Qiang , wishes to dissolve heirs of royal family . Blood was shaded over the ancient scriptures , arise of massacre. A mistaken encounter,conflict,betrayal,grievance , which portrays the perfect play of Wuqing's light & dark strategy. '' Why don't leave the conflicted world behind,surrounded by nature & spending days in moonlit night for playing music & composing poems intoxicated in wine . Alike guqin's sorrow & joy of Drunken Melody.''
MoonlitSonata · 1.8K Views

Awakened Multi-talented Goddess Is Doted

Mu Sheng had researched quantum mechanics and engineered cross-sea bridges in her past life. However, she became a small-time celebrity plagued with a bad image overnight. This sad foolish woman was made to marry a sick man to counteract his bad luck. Even when her kidney and marrow were taken from her, she was glad to help. Memories of how her body's original owner sacrificed everything for a scum flooded Mu Sheng’s mind, making her eyes roll. The news exploded in the entertainment industry. Mu Sheng performed a 1440 degree somersault when she skied on an entertainment program and left everyone awestruck. The anti-fans felt she must have edited the image or hired a stunt double. Two weeks later, the International Ski Federation invited her to join them as a lifetime member. In time, government research, hacking, calligraphy and brush painting, and music associations all reached out for her to join their ranks one after another. So what? She ended up marrying a useless man who was on the brink of death and would become a widow in a matter of time. Things did not quite play out as everyone expected. The useless Mr. Li did not die and ended up healthier than ever. He even shockingly turned out to be a mysterious big shot in the corporate world. Mu Sheng did not wind up a widow and Mr Li. loved her to bits. Mu Sheng glanced at a man. “Now that you have been healed, can you sign the divorce agreement?” Li Hanchen smiled. “There’s one more thing you haven’t healed.” Mu Sheng frowned. “Are you still unwell?” Li Hanchen said, “I love you to death and there’s no cure for it.” He had found a ray of hope amid the darkness and her name was Mu Sheng.
Strawberry-Flavored Moonlight · 2.7M Views

In Hollywood With A Simulator System: Start As An AMV Maker

[Year 1 - Age 23:] [You spent most of the year diving deep into creative projects. AMVs had always been your thing, but now your mind worked differently. You started producing content with a unique flair that had people buzzing.] [Year 2 - Age 24:] [Your creativity continued to skyrocket. You started collaborating with small content creators and indie filmmakers like King Chris, Dave Ardito, etc... helping them level up their production quality. Word of your talent spread quickly.] [Year 34 - Age 56:] [Virtual reality technology reached its peak, transforming every industry from healthcare to defense. The systems you helped develop allowed users to experience things once thought impossible.] [Year 35 - Age 57:] You kept pushing the limits of what was possible, even at 57. But something bigger was on the horizon. Governments from around the world were pooling their resources to launch a satellite into space. The project was massive, and they wanted you on board as a consultant. It was a huge step, one that would shape the future of humanity. You accepted the challenge. [Year 36 - Age 58:] The satellite was launched. It was a monumental achievement, and you were part of it. The satellite was meant to monitor space for any signs of alien life, among other things. You didn't think much of that part—after all, aliens? But as time would tell, it would be the most crucial aspect. [Year 37 - Age 59:] Strange signals started coming in from space, but nothing conclusive. You continued to work, unaware of the storm that was brewing. [Year 38 - Age 60:] The invasion came suddenly. Aliens descended upon Earth, and humanity wasn't ready. The chaos was unimaginable. You tried to use your skills to help in any way you could, but it wasn't enough. In the end, you were killed like 97% of the world's population. Your journey, and humanity's, had come to an abrupt and tragic end. [Simulation Over.]
Al_Azzidine_Barka · 2.5K Views
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