Loli Corpsegirl

It/Its | tma4tma | I block followers arbitrarily

[dyingrosedoll]

This is not a place of honour. You don't belong here. Nothing here is sacred. Turn back before you die here.

My message to all girls: rape your sister, murder your headmate, marry your commissar

[k-offz]

The general, and the scared, shivering, naked girl she kept chained to her for all public appearances. These two figures defined the early 'terror era'.

[raumschiff-freiheit]

hii mum, glad you're back, I love you *this* much! *spreads my little doll arms out as big as I can*

Aww, thanks, sweetheart. I love you thi～is much, picks you up ^–^

[soldier-exclipse]

installing software

[raumschiff-freiheit]

a gift for your return

613929

Cute! A girl's first ejaculation is always a fine gift, hihih ^–^

[raumschiff-freiheit]

in 2027, what makes a tgirl a criminal? (intense buildup plays) . getting cunny

[raumschiff-freiheit]

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[ace-trainer-alice]

one day you might even become the kind of villain that the transfeminized children of the world fantasize about losing to.

[lonestatus]

girl who just woke up with a boner is top five cutest things to draw so keep that in your back pocket if you have art block

[raumschiff-freiheit]

Isn't it a nice, warm summer? Isn't it nice, the summer of '25-'26? When you'll think back on it, memories hazy with distance, tinged with static, committed to external storage, you'll mull it over, remember it in increasing clarity, until it could feel as real as the next moment. The heat, the sun, the garish green and gold garlands. The memory, revisited in dreams millennia hence, is well-trodden even as it emerges.

[snuffedsuccubus]

“kids cant consent” that’s the fucking problem you idiot. if i could have said yes then maybe i would have been allowed to say no.

[isthatyourmain]

[cross-entropy-dollthing-deactiv]

A very radicalising experience for me happened as I escaped from one abusive housing situation and ended up going out of the frying pan and into the fire. I found some housing alongside with my now-wife and her ex-boyfriend roommate, who were still living together temporarily. I was confined to two rooms in the apartment: the small bedroom my partner and I shared, and the tiny kitchen. Despite working a job and attending school, I became responsible for all cooking, making sometimes multiple meals a day for people, every single day, paid for out of my own pocket using the limited money I had from my very poorly paying job. I was okay with this arrangement initially since it felt better than the situation I was coming from and I always loved cooking, but the reality of it quickly became clear as the weeks went by. The man we lived with would randomly bring friends, who I was also expected to cook for. Meals intended for 4 would be stretched for 6 or more. He would randomly go out with his boyfriend several times a week, never telling me when, yet I would still be expected to cook for everyone every single night because if I did not do so then it would mean my wife would get yelled at for my "failure" (he refused to talk to me and would always blame her for anything I did/did not do depending on his random whims). When eventually I started cooking for just the two of us after a period of several weeks where I had made unnecessarily large meals every single night, he started yelling at her about how he felt like he was left to die and wasn't being taken into consideration at all when it came to food.

There was a lot going on besides this but it's not really my story to talk about. This continued up until he eventually left, after I yelled at him back one day after putting up with this for months and months, after I got permission to fight back from my partner. None of this is really a unique experience, this particular story of abuse through domestic labour is just my particular story, but many, many women I know - cis and trans - have very similar stories. What makes my story unique is that it all happened within the context of the so-called "trans community," and that if I did not mention this fact here, virtually nothing would separate it from the thousands and thousands of nearly identical stories shared by cissexual women about cisssexual men.

[raumschiff-freiheit]

looks up at you with my Sightbals .a

Cute :3c

It's a good angle on you, sweetheart, hihih ^–^

[raumschiff-freiheit]

cenno = diddybux

[raumschiff-freiheit]

Save your tears for the day / when our pain is far behind / On your feet, come with me / we are soldiers, stand or die.