feminism
How sexuality plays into the feminist movement.
Why I’ve Gone Back to Sex Work
Last year I wrote a post titled Why I Will Always Return to Sex Work. At the time, it felt a little theoretical. A reflection more than a plan. I wasn’t actively considering a return to the industry. My life looked relatively stable, my career was moving along its respectable little track, and sex work sat quietly in my past like an interesting chapter rather than a current storyline.
By No One’s Daughter8 months ago in Filthy
“Feuds, Tears, and Unexpected Smiles”. AI-Generated.
It was not a day that the neighbors could remember when Raja Sahib and Khwaja Sahib's wives had not argued. The day that argument was delayed, the superstitious would repeatedly look up at the sky in fear that it might fall. An argument not happening between the two wives was like the morning arriving and the sun not rising. Raja Sahib and Khwaja Sahib's houses were adjacent. If a nail was driven into one wall, the plaster of the other wall would peel off. This was why one day they argued again. The usual argument had already happened at noon, but then a mild earthquake occurred in the evening, and Begum Raja thought that Begum Khwaja had dragged a bed in the adjoining room. She dashed to the window and made Begum Khwaja listen to such insults that the poor woman forgot about the earthquake.
By Muhammad Haris khan 9 months ago in Filthy
The Exodus of the Daughters of Light
The currents pull at the souls of the world, carrying a mass exodus of those who have slept too long in the machine of mirrors, in the underworld of illusions. They awaken and see: we were living in hell, and it was sold to us as paradise. A paradise of neon pleasure, empty validation, and hollow promises — a kingdom made of smoke and programmed desire. And now the smoke is clearing.
By THE HONED CRONE12 months ago in Filthy
Reclaiming My Bloodline: The Seven Sacred Teachings as My Code to Live By
“Walking in freedom, reclaiming my body and heritage – artistic nude in forest, symbolic of autonomy, spiritual reclamation and connection to the land and its natural feminine rhythms.” -Volvenda-Lynn / The Honed Crone
By THE HONED CRONE12 months ago in Filthy
WOMANIFESTO
They tell us all religions are patriarchal. They prove it by pointing to how they treat a woman’s blood. Every faith designed by men has some rule, restriction, or shame woven around the womb. Around menstruation. Around the literal flow of life. And yet, these same men worship the blood of a crucified god while rejecting the holy blood that births all gods.
By THE HONED CRONE12 months ago in Filthy
Period Sex: The Messy Secret That Everyone’s Having (But No One’s Talking About)
We need to talk about blood. Not in the True Crime podcast sense, not in the Netflix slasher film sense, but in the all-too-human, half-the-population-experiences-it sense: periods. Specifically—period sex.
By No One’s Daughterabout a year ago in Filthy
What Women Secretly Store in Their ‘Wank Bank’ — You’ll Be Shocked What Gets Us Off
Nobody ever warns you that by the time you’re 30 you may have an entire underground archive of things that turn you on—none of which ever appeared in a mainstream porn hub. As women, our minds are weird, clever, furtive little beasts. We don’t always get turned on by what’s flashing on a screen. Sometimes it’s the glint of a voice, the rustle of silk, the sound of a stranger’s heavy breath in traffic, the memory of a half-heard lyric in a club. And we tuck all of those into a secret vault: our “wank bank.”
By No One’s Daughterabout a year ago in Filthy
