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@needleseer
you can fill a plushie or doll with needles and other sharp objects to make it painful and unpleasant to touch or hug
hah no sorry you misunderstood me. I'm not an anthropology major, I'm an anthros major. This semester I'm studying Jacked And Stacked Dragongirls. Yeah it's a 300-level.
I Want To Establish Myself As An Autonomous Subject With Rights And Protections But Im Five
let's say that you're monogamously dating a tsundere. and to save another girls life you have to cheat on the tsundere. would you do it
can i just do the one where i kill people with a trolley instead
no also both girls in question are murder and or suicide risks
kind of stupid to be an american into losing body fat in this day and age like don't they see the famines coming
points at your future self you know that thing would eat you if you were you were you
it tastes good so it's fine.
cis men are doing forcemasc self hypnosis every day
cis men know that it’s possible to be amab and not a man and it’s their biggest fear
Soviet soldiers dressed with early Bolshevik uniforms during the parade commemorating the 50th anniversary of the October Revolution, 1967.
happy pride month!!
why did i say that
happy pride month
made this blog bc my following got too big but damn if i don't miss those kids sometimes
Me having sex after 10 years of playing WoW: i need you to wear these giant shoulderpads Her: why? Me: please
Fractionation as a show of love. Holding a girl nice and close to my chest, looking her in the eyes, and telling her I'm going to break her. That I'm going to make her mine. Drop her and bring her back until she can barely tell whether she's in trance or not anymore, take her mind and make little cracks over and over until it shatters, and all that's left are the pieces of a person. Telling that empty little object that she's going to be okay. Taking time to enjoy the blank stare she has before reshaping her.
She's empty, so helpless when she's this deep, so wonderfully susceptible. No thoughts left, just an empty body. So of course I'd want to make sure she understands her place, first of all. Maybe I could give her a few orders while she's this helpless, she'd follow them so easily, but my interest lies more in making sure she comes back even more helpless. So I'll take the time to be gentle, to guide rather than command. Remind her how lovely it feels in my arms, when my voice is the only one in her mind. Kissing her so gently, telling her how much I love her. I want her to know how much I care for her, how much I need her to be mine. Show her how much she needs it as well. And then dropping her so deeply again. And again. And again. All while holding her, and kissing her, and caressing her.
Slowly guiding her up, piece by piece, putting her mind back together. Nurturing her devotion. Teaching her how lovely it feels to be bound to my will, giving her little suggestions, nothing forced, and allowing her to follow, until it becomes second nature. Dropping her again. Reminding her how absolute my voice is, how deeply it controls her thoughts, how easily it can rewrite her reality. Cuddling and holding and petting her so softly at her most vulnerable, so that she'll feel at her most comfortable clinging to me without a thought in her mind. And back up, dropping again. Reminding her that in and out of trance, she's my darling pet, and that I'm as glad she allowed me to take this much control over her. Dropping her deeper. Finally allowing her to fully return, slowly helping her come back to her senses, and greeting her with a kiss on the forehead.
And when she's fully back, she'll remember how it felt before. She'll understand how much more susceptible and needy she is now that I've gotten to break her and put her back together. So incredibly happy to be bound to my will so much more deeply than before.
you'll learn what the marxists mean by "tail wagging the dog" and suddenly you'll see the hollowness of like 90% of discourses