^ literally me: when I see a younger woman pretending to be older than me as a humiliation tactic
^^ fr me: when i am forcibly infatasized as a form of control and treated like a child or pet
^^^ me irl: being coddled by my owner to the point where no decisions in ‘my’ life are mine
ܓI prefer the terms pet/victim, girlfriend too ig
𖤐 📋 I am the scary ‘of my own flesh and blood’ lover they warn you about in callout posts
⚢ boyshaped girlthing girlkisser girltorturer boyhostage, girl not woman, boy not man, fidoess woof 🌙
cishet men dni
abt me under cut
I have DID and am mentally lobotomized + brain damaged, but that doesn't mean I'm easy. I'm not a chaser, I won't run after you and roll over and expose my neck, I'm an animal to be tamed- I am prey to be hunted, and prey does not seek out a predator.
─ boygirl 'lesbian' with a fem pref. I go by Luka, Till, Emil, or Rosemary, you're welcome to come up with other names. My age slides, though you can try and force it to one you like. he/she, it if you want to try and dehumanize me.
𓂃 🤍 Not taken and unowned, my asks and dms are open, I don't care what you send me
Our parts have decided they might want to tag some of their stuff so short alter intros I suppose. . .
I can't take these "transharmful" blogs seriously. "Oh sweetheart, I doubt you could handle me. But I really would love to see you try. 😈😈😈" You can't order food from McDonald's without stuttering. You are not going to "traumatize" me by sending me unsolicited rape threats. You're not going to do shit.
this blog makes me feel less like a bad dog and more like a dog that needs discipline. in a good way, of course.
there are no bad dogs. only bad owners.
so bad that they couldn’t even recognize your breed. i care enough to actually see you for what you are.
you bite. scratch. bark. of course you’re disobedient. what were they expecting?
never let out of your cage. kicked when you beg for scraps that others are hand-fed. yelled at when you don’t come after they call out the wrong name. your bite history is so long that i can taste the blood in my mouth.
it’s not your fault that you were never trained properly. never rewarded. all you needed was to be called a good boy every once in a while.
come on, i’ll let you up onto the bed with me. maybe you’ll bite my hand when i go to cut your hair— that’s okay. i can accept your teeth in my flesh if you can accept the leash.
I’m dog aggressive btw. Feel like being so mean when I see another puppy. Want to fight them. Want to throw them down and bare my teeth and bruise them. Kick them in their ribs and push their face into the ground.
I think the aspect of abuse that allures me the most is the attention, being wanted. Even if it is simply in the way of someone owning an object or trophy, or a pet. It’s scary to think about, that if I’m wanted enough then I may get on my knees for someone like a pathetic dog looking for a bone. My ideas fight each other and I end up playing between the jaws of a predator, waiting for their mouth to close around me, hoping that I may notice and escape before I am torn to shreds.
ForcedID is an identity that you have been ultimately forced to be/identify with against your will and with little to no choice. For example, it may include situations where you have been forced/manipulated to identify as X (example1: X = Plural ; example2: X = transGroomed) by your partner in conabusive relationships; then you are ForcedX (example1: ForcedPlural ; example2: ForcedTransGroomed).
[ID: A rectangular flag with eleven equal-width horizontal stripes: vanilla yellow, orange peel, licorice, gray, silver, isabelline, silver, gray, licorice, orange peel, vanilla yellow. End ID]
Color meaning: gray stripes in the center are alpha-channel colors, representing an empty place for any ID (you may pick the main colors of any ID flag and replace the gray ones with them in this flag). Orange and yellow represent heavy pressure and force (which leave almost no choice but to surrender), and high-contrast dark stripes represent one being bordered/framed/caught to stay inside mentioned ID/label.
CompID
[PT: CompID]
CompID (from compelled) is a "lighter" version of ForcedID. CompID is an identity with which you have to identify unwillingly, usually with some to little choice. It may be similar to TransNullID, but TransNullID is more focused on the urge/desire to stop/not being X, while CompID is more focused on being/identifying as X, but unwillingly. You also may be CompX without desire to stop being/identifying as X. For example, you may be compelled to identify as Anti due to being in Anti spaces; then you are CompAnti.
[ID: A rectangular flag with eleven equal-width horizontal stripes: celeste, pictone blue, licorice, gray, silver, isabelline, silver, gray, licorice, pictone blue, celeste. End ID]
Color meaning: gray stripes in the center are alpha-channel colors, representing an empty place for any ID (you may pick the main colors of any ID flag and replace the gray ones with them in this flag). Blue shades represent a lighter/softer kind of pressure (like having the option to refuse, but it's better to cling to this ID for now), and high-contrast dark stripes represent one being bordered/framed/caught to stay inside the mentioned ID/label.
These terms and flags has no DNI, anyone may use them in whatever way they want!
My flags looks similar to already existing ones? This is coincidence, but you may contact me and I'll redesign my flags if you're very insist!
These terms already were coined? Ignore my definitions and consider flags as alt flags!
This is the closet thing I have to a transid I think? I’m not transharmed I’m just a cisharmed who understands my place in the world. My role is subhuman, it’s not one I desire, it’s not really something I want, but it’s what I am so I guess in some sense I am embracing that. I’m not interesting in seeking out an abuser, unless I find someone to be loyal to, but one will always find me, control me, dominate me, and one way or another take away the little fight I have left.
I guess there some level of comfort in that cycle, maybe
you're interesting prey though, it's funny that you even found us at all, considering our limited tagging as to AVOID being found too easily.
how's your day?
Tumblr has an odd way of recommending me unsafe and damaging people... it isn't bad per say since I prefer it to seeing so much transharmed fodder begging for abuse
My day is ok, I'm tired, I don't sleep well so I woke up very late today even though I need to do homework. I'm home alone for the weekend though which is nice I guess, but that means I have to take care of the house, and I'm easily paranoid so it's been a bit unnerving 🤕🤕
