@preternaural-aura asked: I wanna see what age groups are exclusionist and in what ways are they queer/lgbt and if within exclusionists if different age groups are queer/lgbt in different ways (so if older exclusionists are terfs) and i cant remember if it was in the survey but it would be cool to know how involved in local communities exclusionists are (all of this versus inclusionists)
Sorry about the weird publishing style. Trying to answer the ask directly kept posting an empty block or just utterly crashing my page. I think tumblr doesn’t care for the amount of maths I’m doing.
The image above is a pie chart of the following data.
For those explicitly identifying as exclusionists
3.1% are under 15 years old
24.6% are 15-16 years old
30.8% are 17-18 years old
20% are 19-20 years old
15.4% are 21-25 years old
4.6% are 26-30 years old
1.5% are 46-50 years old (Note: only one respondent identifies as exclusionist and is 46-50 years of age).
58.5% of those identifying as exclusionists are 18 years or younger. 6.1% are over 25 years of age. The single largest age group is 17-18 years old.
The image above is a pie chart of the following information:
Among those explicitly identifying as inclusionists, the following ages were listed:
4.7% are under 15 years of age
15.7% are 15-16 years of age
19.2 are 17-18 years of age
19.3 are 19-20 years of age
26.8 are 21-25 years of age
10.2 are 26-30 years of age
2.7% are 31-35 years of age
0.6% are 36-40 years of age
0.2% are 41-45
years of age
0.2% are 46-50
years of age
years of age
years of age
39.6% of inclusionist respondents are 18 years old or younger. 14.2% are older than 25 years. The single largest age group was 21-25 years old.
Overall, inclusionist identifying respondents had a wider range of ages with a more even spread over several age groups, and tended to be older than those identifying as exclusionists.
The above image is a bar chart (vertical) displaying the absolute values (rather than percentages) of inclusionist and exclusionist identifying respondents based on age.
No exclusionists in this age range
No exclusionists in this age range
No exclusionists in this age range
No exclusionists in this age range
No exclusionists in this age range
I will make up a complete demographics table for inclusionist-identifying and exclusionist-identifying a little later on, since there is apparently a very high demand for one. For the time being, let’s look at those who identify as radical feminists, and those who hold opinions on gender identity that overlap with the prevailing opinions of radical feminists.
Those identifying as radical feminists also identified as exclusionists 129.3% more often than the general response pool, at 9.4% vs 4.1%.
Those identifying as sex work critical also identified as exclusionists 231.7% more often than the general response pool, at 13.6%.
Those identifying as kink critical also identified as exclusionists 153.5% more often than the general response pool, at 10.4%.
Those who believe trans women are not biologically female identify as exclusionists 63.4% more often than the general response pool, at 6.7%.
Those who believe nonbinary people are not biologically nonbinary identify as exclusionists 82.9% more often than the general response pool, at 7.5%.
In contrast, those groups identified as inclusionist:
Radical feminism: 13.9% less often
Sex work critical: 18.8% less often
Kink critical: 12.1% less often
Bioessentialism re trans women: 7.7% less often
Bioessentialism re nonbinary people: 7.5% less often
Overall, there is a very distinct tendency for those who either identify as radical feminists or hold popular radical feminist beliefs, to identify as exclusionist more frequently, and identify as inclusionist less frequently, than is the case in the general response pool.
And finally, this survey did not collect information on the definition of abuse, or for local community engagement, which have both been highly requested, and will likely appear in subsequent surveys.
have you done edging/overstim with the rfa gang + saran cuz binch plz make a thirsty hoes dreams come true you're giving the earth what god wants ily thank u
I’m gonna try writing short little ficlets for these! Doing the bulletpoints would just make this so damn long.
He swallowed thickly as you got on your knees behind him, squeezing his ass cheek.
“How many times did I beat you, Yoosungie~?”
Ahh, he loved that nickname, but not in this context. He pushed his face against his bed, ashamed at his pose: Face down ass up with a pillow between his legs.
“Mmmhmm,” You dug your nails into his ass cheek and he tried hiding his little mewl against the mattress. “Seven times. I thought you were such a good gamer, hm?”
You had challenged him earlier to a game, but on the conditions that if he lost, you got to have your way with him. He still couldn’t figure out if he lost on purpose or not.
When you first spanked him, he let out a surprised yelp, his lubed up cock rubbing against the pillow between his legs. God, he was already so hard after you putting the cockring on, and now you were going to spank him too?
You kept it up, each harsh smack causing him to rub against the pillow, trying his best not to more or let out little begs as you degraded him. You took your time too, taking turns on each cheek
When you finally were done, you planted a little kiss on his reddened cheek.
“You need to get better at games, Yoosung.”
He nodded against the bed, happy at the cool sensation against the pain. You started a few little kisses, promising to help soothe his sore ass, but without warning you reached between his legs and started fondling his balls. He gasped, bucking against the pillow again. He was already so riled up, why were you teasing him so much?
You giggled, but helped him switch positions and lay on his back. You laid on your stomach, planting a kiss on the tip of his cock.
“I guess I should make you feel at least a little good, huh?”
Oh god, he wanted to feel good so bad, but…He was still wearing the cock ring. He watched you take his cock fully into your mouth, working quickly on him as he squirmed and whined out. He was already backed up already, before tonight! And he finally gets to have sex with you again and this is what you do?
The whole blowjob was painfully amazing. He just wanted to cum, he just wanted to so bad! But you were dragging this for so long! His fingers threaded through your hair without thinking, his nails digging in as he tried not to fuck your face.
Without any warning, you undid the cockring for him, and then he couldn’t stop himself. He quickly thrusted into your mouth, letting out such a loud moan as he finally came down your throat.
During the whole ride to the restaurant, you were in the back, teasing him with your lips and hand- Constantly palming him as you bit his lip in between kisses, making him let out a low groan.
It wasn’t often you were able to take control, but when you did it was exhilarating. Really, you could always ask to switch the roles around, but you really, really, liked him being in control.
As you teased your tongue against his, your hand reached to start unbuckling his pants when you noticed just how hard he had gotten. However, before you could even start to loosen the buckle, the car slowed to a stop, Driver Kim already opening his door to get ready to help the both of you out.
Quickly, you pulled back, straightening yourself up as he tugged on your coat.
“Let me hold your coat, or else it’s going to be obvious.”
WIlling yourself not to have your cheeks redden now, you shrugged it off, handing the garment over to him to hide his erection with.
The whole walk inside, getting to your seat and everything, was a constant teasing. Your hand would wrap around his waist, purposely brushing against his ass enough to make him clear his throat. He’d lean and whisper in your ear- Pointless things, but his breath there made you shiver.
When the two of you finally sat down and ordered, he stared you down as the waitress walked away, you giving him a innocent smile.
“What is it, honey?”
A flicker of annoyance crossed his eyes, but he showed a strained smirk instead.
“Ooh, about that new business deal?” You teased.
He knew your act, trying to pretend nothing hot and heavy had just went on. “Yes, the… Other side is being quite provoking.”
“Are they now?”
“Yes. Just taking away what I want the most at the last second, making me bargain for more.”
You blushed a bit, being interrupted by the waitress again for drinks. Once she left, you looked around the restaurant. No one was looking at the two of you, and…you were in a quiet, dark, corner…
You set your purse to hang off the back of your chair, looking at how long the table cloth was. If you were quick enough…
You quickly ducked under the table, quiet for a moment and trying to hear if no one noticed. Fortunately, Jumin was whispering harshly to you, letting you know how foolish you were and how lucky the both of you were that no one saw.
Holding back a giggle, you started working on his belt like you had been in the car, and he instantly went quiet. Smiling, you worked his cock out of his pants, surprised it was still as hard as it was before, even leaking a bit.
“Ooh, you weren’t lying.”
How long had he been like this? Was he teasing himself mentally the whole time, unable to calm down? He must be aching.
You held it as you ran your tongue from the base up, hearing the table clatter a bit as he reached under and grabbed a fistful of your hair. It hurt, but nothing too bad. It certainly made you unable to keep your excitement at bay.
You heard footsteps and saw his straighten up. The waitress must be back.
You heard them talking, the waitress wondering if she needed to wait until you had came back from wherever, and you could hear him clearing his throat, trying to sound calm….
Until you took the tip of his cock in your mouth, swirling your tongue to lap up the precum. You heard his voice hitch, the waitress question him, his hand tighten with your hair again. It was hard not to let out a noise, but you managed to hold back as the waitress walked away.
You didn’t have the upperhand for long. As soon as she was far enough, both of his hands slipped under the table, pushing your head down and forcing you to take him all at once.
Your eyes teared up a bit, and you felt something hot spurt down the back of your throat. You let him hold you in place until his grip loosened, then you carefully pulled back, kissing his cock for good measure.
After you wiped your mouth, you carefully snuck back into your chair, thankful no one had noticed. Unfortunately, Jumin still looked riled up and his face was a bit red.
“We’re going home.”
“What? Was it that bad?”
“No,” he cleared his throat, pulling out his wallet to leave something to pay for the wine the two of you had hardly touched. “I need more, now.”
Watching Seven ride you was amazing, and you understood why he loved you riding him so much.
You had recently gotten a vibrating dual strap on. On your end, you had a nice little bit that rubbed against your gspot, and on his end he got a thick dildo to bounce up and down on.
You watched his cock move along with him, bobbing a bit with a thick steady drip of precum working its way to the cockring around his base. When you looked at his expression, he was completely blissed the fuck out. Glasses skewed, mouth open and drooling a bit, eyes half lidded and nearly rolled back.
The dildo must have been hitting him in all the right places. God, at this rate, you wouldn’t even need him to get you off, the little vibrating bullet in you able work well enough with the visuals he was providing.
You felt your heart nearly stop as he let out a strangled moan, seizing up and rocking a tad. He had stopped pumping the fake cock in and out of him, his eyes squeezing shut.
“Are you close, baby?”
He nodded, biting his lip. “So close, so so close.”
It was the third time he had gotten this close, but this had came quicker than the others. You reached out, your thumb teasing the tip of his cock, a disgusting and open-mouthed, tongue hanging moan escaping him.
“You can cum if you want to, baby, it’s fine.”
He leaned back, willing himself to open his eyes and look at you with an unsure expression. When you reached for his cockring, he nodded, and you took it off slowly.
Once it was completely off, you started pumping his cock as he lightly bounced on the dildo again, breathing deeply. After just a few moments, he finally came, his cum shooting out so hard that some even landed on your cheek.
You were completely content with just that being the end of it, but after he barely caught his breath, he was fixing his glasses and slipping between your legs.
When you tried to protest, he stopped you.
“Let me make you feel good for doing that for me.”
The two of you stumbled into the dressing room, hardly able to keep your hands off each other before so. He slipped his hands expertly up your shirt, bringing it along and flinging it to the side, groping at your breasts.
“You really don’t have any self control, do you?”
He almost whined at your teasing, letting go of your breasts and squeezing your ass, forcing your hips to meet his as he bucked against you without any shame.
“M-Mc, come on, I need this,” His breath was hot against your ear as he begged. “All those texts, those looks during rehearsal, you’re such a damn tease.”
You tried keeping your cool, but with how he was grinding against you, you couldn’t even attempt to.
“Y-You need to be tamed, Zenny- Ah!”
His mouth was at your neck, sucking past bruises, his moan nearly sounding like a growl. “Let me take it off.”
You reached a hand in between the two of you, groping him and causing him to gasp and groan. Before you could tease again, he picked you up and had you sitting on the make-up table, yanking off your pants a bit clumsily, but fast. As soon as it and your underwear was off, he was undoing his own pants, pulling his hard and flushed cock out.
You bit your lip, seeing the precum dripping off of him already, the cockring at the back of his cock begging to be removed.
“Tell me it’s okay, Mc, tell me I can-”
Instantly he was on you, pushing his tip into you, waiting for your telltale moan to allow him to push in all the way. You whined, tangling your fingers with the fabric of his shirt as he pounded into you harshly. It didn’t hurt, but god the two of you hadn’t gone this quick and rough before.
You quickly bit his shoulder, his wet moan in your ear as you muffled your noises. He was going so fast- so fast!
“Letmecum, god please, Mc. Letmecumletme-”
You wrapped your legs around his hips, clamping them down and forcing him deeper into you. As you did so, you wrapped a hand around that damned ponytail of his and pulled, making such a choked guttural moan leave him.
That was it, that had to be the breaking limit for him. He was still bucking into you, but they were wild, uncoordinated. It felt good, but you hadn’t felt him so fucked up before. Clumsily you reached in between the both of you, managing to get him to pause long enough for you to undo the latch of the cockring.
You couldn’t even grab it. Once it was undone, he forced your hips to meet his, the ring falling onto the floor as he completely slammed into you, letting out such strangled noises as he finally came into you, panting against your neck.
After the two of you composed yourselves, Zen having to help you stay steady on your legs, you decided it was best if you waited outside for him to finish up with practice.
It wasn’t until the two of you got home that you both realized you left the cockring in the dressing room.
The two of you had decided to try overstimming together. It was something you were curious about, and a kink he had always wanted to try out. But, he wasn’t expecting that you wanted to use it on him as well.
After a few rounds of normal doggy style sex, you couldn’t stop clenching so tightly around him. Somehow, in this position, he was able to keep rubbing perfectly against your gspot, making you bite into his pillow.
Of course, this was having a toll on him as well.
Normally, he didn’t have issues lasting a while, which is why he was so surprised you wanted him to wear a cockring, but since he didn’t mind he wore it anyway. Now, as you hit your third orgasm- squealing into the pillow and letting out such a lewd ass moan afterwards- he was nearly at the brink of just begging you to let him cum inside of you.
He couldn’t think straight. All he could focus in was the feeling of your wet heat around him, his balls feeling tight as all hell. He was so damn close, he couldn’t even focus on sitting upright. Now he his forehead was against your back as he groaned into you, forcing your hips to meet his thrusts.
“Nnngh, I’m so fucking close, Mc, I’m so fucking close, just a bit more, jus-Ahn!”
He stopped mid-thrust as you reached between the yours and his legs both, groping at his balls. He made a deep whine in his throat, and then suddenly he couldn’t stop snapping his hips into you. The sound of skin slapping together so harshly was nearly enough to make you cum again, but you were so weak and so over-fucked, your mind felt numb.
“T-Take it off, god damnit, nownownownow! I can’t- I need to cum inside of you, I need to right nowrightnow!”
His voice was deep, guttural, and with clumsy fingers you undid the latch on his cockring. As soon as it slipped off, he was biting your shoulder hard enough to break the skin, a loud groan barely being muffled rushing out as he thrusted a handful of times more. He came with a deep final thrust, keeping his cock in you and he sloppily panted against your back.
After a few moments, he slowly slid out, the both of you groaning before flopping on the bed. He reached an arm out, quickly pulling you to him and placing small and lazy kisses against your head.
“Once I catch my breath, we’re going again.”
When you looked at him shocked, you could see a tired but stern and commanding look in his eye.
“You didn’t let me cum that whole time while you did. You really didn’t think you were getting away with that, did you?”