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“i’m just so subby i can’t say no even when i really don’t want it” you are an unsafe play partner.
recipe for disaster (from the revolution starts at home)
reblogging this a second time bc i think it’s really valuable to look at what abuse in kink CAN look like instead of just discussing what it DOESNT look like. I wanna talk about this more but frankly, this isn’t where my experience lies. if anyone has posts on the topic i’d love to read them.
I’d also like to add, to the very first bit, that… it’s true even when your primary trauma response is fawning. If you can’t say no, even when you should, you’re unsafe. So, if that’s your trauma response, you really need to do some intense internal work, so that you can say “no” when needed. If your partner cares about you, they _want_ you to say “no” when you need too. No one who cares wants to damage someone.
In addition… if a partner knows your trauma response is fawning, and knows that’s something you’re struggling with and they intentionally push you into that trauma response to get consent when you’ve tried to stand your ground… that’s also abuse and coercion. If they condition you not to say “no”, and then trigger that conditioning during negotiations to get consent for something you’re pushing back against… that’s abuse and coercion too.
Safe partners say “no”. And safe partners accept “no.”
you’re going to start liking redneck lesbians immediately. you are going to give me lesbian (and otherwise queer) rep that isn’t rich white idiots at prep schools and shit
reblogging this again because some idiot said i was making up a guy to get mad at and i promise im not. the way white queer suburbanites talk about people from Appalachia and the Deep South is fucking vile. i know im not making up a guy because i’ve interacted with about seventy of this guy
they dont even know hick and redneck have different connotations lmao
if a girl is a pervert and shes cute and a little dorky you just have to flirt with her thats the rules
luckily i am not cute..
I can't get hard if you're not crying
two trans girls having a lot of fun for fifteen minutes doing some erotic knifeplay followed by an hour of panic because they can’t remember where they put their bandages.
*vigor, warmth, and light returning to my eyes suddenly* That’s right, I’m an irredeemable pervert…!
need my Handler to kick me in the nose while im licking his boots and have me clean up the blood with my tongue.... off the floor, off the hand i used to try and cup the blood....... drawing a lil heart on the floor with my blood only for him to crush that hand under his sole
"you're so fucked up for liking this" as they pin you down and force themselves inside
Hanging out with new transfemme friend alone at my apartment for the first time. I'm thinking "Okay all is cool, all is chill. New friend, lets keep things normal". She asks me for headscritches. Alright, a little weird but I can manage. She gives me headscritches too and ig I start making little noises and fast forwards three hours and I now have bite marks all over my neck and I spent a good 10 minutes infodumping about HDG and then I'm lying limp over her body while she's petting my hair and telling me what a good puppy I am.
average transfemme hangout
I want/need far more average transfem hangouts
*wistfully* me too
Stars (。///♡///﹏///♡///)
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This is such an abstract type of comedy I don’t even know how to handle it
The war is over. The hound is no longer needed. The Handler gets arrested for human rights abuses. Everyone returns to normal lives trying to rebuild.
But not the hound. It is left broken. It only wants its Handler. A few times She managed to bribe a guard and get a note out to Her hound, but after a heavy fight the hound is always stopped before entering the high security section.
Old friends and what is left of its family try to fix it, try to undo the conditioning. But it doesn't work. The hound is broken in a way that can't really be fixed by any modern technology.
But slowly, day by day, it becomes more human. Slowly it relearns to dress normally, to walk upright, to speak in full sentences. The human that was there is gone, but the frame still stands. And with the love and memories of those around it, they can make a blueprint for a new person that will fit that hole left by the starlight.
Slowly and carefully she grows from the scorched earth of her mind. The scars will never truly go away, but over them grow flowers.
Hey girls... A lot of you are reblogging this... That doesn't sound good...
Listen, i love a Handler x Hound dynamic as much as the next autistic trans gal, but we don't give enough love to Hound on Hound relationships.
You cannot tell me if you put multiple dogs in the same base they wouldn't take every chance they get to try to dominate each other, vent their frustrations, feel the bliss of for once being in control of someone else, and getting to beat and fuck another hound into submission.
Their Handler of course couldn't allow this, a dog doesn't get to feel in control, it needs to remain subservient, lest they start forming delusions of agency over their own existance, let alone over other's.
Fortunately that's nothing that can't be fixed with some proper reconditioning, after all, it's in a hound's nature to submit, that much has been seared into their very soul.
But then again, animal instinct is something that can never be fully stripped from a dog, no matter how shattered and hollow you make them, it lies at the very foundation of their obedience, it's necessary to manipulate them to your will.
And dogs can be crafty, no matter how closely survailed, they will find the one spot in the base where they can pin down the newer, more submissive pilot and sink their teeth into them until they're a pliant, quivering mess, begging to be claimed and used by someone that will finally give them the physical relief their Handler had been so carefully depriving them of.
..... Also they're sisters, the hounds are sisters send post
I want cock. I want huge cocks. I want long, thick, veiny, throbbing cock. I want them on my face, in my hands, on my tits. I want to see fat, hard cocks with big, hanging balls, twitching as they shoot rope all over me.
Send me pictures of cock; big, small, any kind, I want cock.
What’s the point of playing TTRPGs if not to tell stories too freaky and niche to be popular on mainstream media.
The only audience you have to please, is yourselves.
I need to make a girl eat out a fleshlight while she cockwarms me. Let her lube it up with her spit, before slowly pushing it down on her cock and keeping it there, telling her not to move and driving her crazy.
If she’s lucky, I’ll start slowly thrusting into her, moving her hips and making her cock thrust into the fleshlight in my still hand. She doesn’t get to move, I decide the tempo for the both of us. If I pick up speed because I’m getting close, so will she.
God it’s getting me so horny, thinking about a girl getting fucked from the back and the front while I still have an arm free to put a hand around her neck…
nothing will ever be funnier to me than the 30-50 feral hogs joke phase, I think about it at least once a week
Happy 30-50 feral hogs day