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another thing I think is the hottest shit ever is friends casually controlling each other. Don't worry about it, it's perfectly normal to feel obedient or notice blanks in your memory when you're around friends, that just means you trust them
adding these tags to the post. for Reasons
when whumper isn't kind and isn't even pretending to be kind or accept whumpee but they still desperately hang onto them because there's nothing else. angel whumpee accepting a demon's touch because it almost feels like a caress and that almost feels like family and that's practicallly home. accepting every condescending word whumper speaks and every touch they cannot mistake for kind because it's still touch and it's still being wanted. for some reason. for any reason. stupid pet but pet.
THE // KISS
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You ever have the thought of replacing the light in someone's eyes with a new one? A better one? One a little more suited to your own tastes? Because I've been thinking about doing that a lot recently. How lovely it'd be to break apart the person they were and decide they're whatever I want them to be. To spend so long with them held deeply in trance, with their carefully shattered mind, creating a helplessly devoted simulacrum of what they once were. Spending hours and days and weeks, months, however long it takes. Crafting a perfect toy for my own amusement out of what little remains. And having the absolute pleasure of owning a lovely girl who doesn't have a concept of being out of trance for me, who thinks of me as nothing less than her creator, because, to be rather straightforward, she, as she is now, wasn't there before I took her and made her mine. And she, as she is now, would never want to go back. She enjoys being groped, handled, dropped so deep and reprogrammed endlessly, being something that exists solely for me. Those are some of the foundational principles of her lovely new mind, after all.
If anything, I'd say the light in her eyes is much brighter now. It's almost like she was made for this~
Y'know I think this is one of my better ideas. I should do this. For funsies.
my number one advice for trans women both on this shitass platform and in real life is: you do not have to answer that question. people are so used to exploiting transfems' collective low self esteem that they will just expect you to answer questions that are best responded to with an openly disgusted stare. you do not have to answer these motherfuckers' questions. you don't owe anyone an explanation. "who do you think you are to ask me that" and "what makes you think that's an acceptable thing to say to me" are good, but most of the time you can just say nothing and look at them like they just offered you a spoon and a bowl of shit to eat. you'd be amazed how fast people start backtracking if you just say nothing and let their idiot question grow stale in the air
and needless to say you do not need to answer anons. yes this includes if they tell you everyone is saying something about you and can you explain. it is a trick. let them refresh your blog in vain
Girlfailure vampire that lays in bed all day with two sets of blinds closed cuddling a pillow. And then when you come home she invites you into bed, as you pull the collar of your shirt to the side without even realizing what you're doing. As she watches you absentmindedly serve yourself to her. Enjoys the view of your exposed neck. Draws closer. Lets you feel her breath, her fingers running along it. As you realize what's about to happen, but can't seem to stop yourself from leaning into her touch. And then she sinks her fangs into you. Slowly savors the taste, licking every last drop of blood until the flow stops. Watches you get all fuzzy and emptyheaded and tells you how good you've been for her. Uses a nice, soft voice to make you even more pliable, and takes advantage of your suggestible state to remind you how lovely it feels to let her feed on you. That it's nothing more than instinct, that you could never dream of denying her the taste. And then cuddles you and praises you while playing with your hair until you come back up.
She might be me btw.
It would be so hot to place a word limit on a girl and then once her words run out tell her she has to beg for us to let her cum just to see what she does
Kaguya being naughty with Iroha art by L5Mon
"Belly button attack" art by kinsei_3
average girl mutual hangout activity
mommy wants a milkshake so i gotta go out and pick one up for her while plugged w the big knot plug :"3
POV: You just got hit harder than you've ever been hit in your life
doting kidnapper using you as her perfect little muse for her still life painting. you’re bound to a chair under a hot light, blindfolded, gagged. she’s ripped your clothes off. what was your shirt hangs limply from one shoulder, the rest is bunched up around your waist. you remember the feeling of her cutting your pants off, of her carefully removing every little accessory, leaving you in just your tattered shirt and underwear. she thought it looked artful.
the only part worse than the beating, the intentional, systematic violence of hers, the violence that left you in bruises, in tears, the violence that left you with red, swollen streaks on your thighs, the only thing worse than the slow, deliberate cuts on your legs and chest and neck and arms, was the waiting.
the quiet waiting, where the only sounds in the world was your ragged breath, your heartbeat in your ears like a droning siren, and a brush against a canvas.
she calls you adorable. she calls you her little muse. you’re her art. she’s making you into something beautiful, she tells you.
Lesbian couple one girl is an ancient robot who can continue indefinitely with enough repairs and part swaps the other is an immortal who reincarnates in different bodies across the aeons call that the Ship of Theseus
Are you a trans woman living in the US? Do you have complicated feelings around celebrating the 4th of July this year because the country is actively trying to kill you?
May I suggest instead doing what I do every year? One of my oldest and best friends was born on the 4th, she’s a badass trans woman and every year she throws a party to end all parties where we celebrate her, instead of this genocidal imperialist capitalist hellscape.
Traditionally ways of celebrating my friends birth include, but are not limited to:
- Spending time with cool trans people ( @mystery-incorporated-whore and I first got physical with our QPR on the 4th a few years back, I do highly recommend cuddling with your local transfemme goth)
- Eating a bunch of delicious food (I bake over a hundred cookies usually just for the party)
- drinking or smoking if you like (I will not be sober tomorrow)
- blowing shit up
Some assorted shit that happened at last year's 4th of July transtraveganza:
One trans woman put out a lit blunt on the wrist of another trans woman, who responded by moaning so loud that her cry of ecstasy could be heard over the explosives overhead
A trans woman who isn't car-savvy mentioned that her car was giving her trouble, so all 6 cis men at the party grabbed beers and stood around her car as she revved the engine and tried to diagnose it for her, while I pounded a blunt in the passenger seat
Lesbian sex of a few different degrees
Sonata got everyone blackout drunk and then took over grilling burgers and serving them to the aforementioned intoxicated women
Omg that’s me! It’s my favorite day of the year every year! I love spending time goofing off with my friends blowing shit up and eating crazy great food.
Putting that joint out on that girl was a real highlight of last year, ngl
DEATH TO AMERICA HAPPY BIRTHDAY GWEN
No puppy, barking does not count as voice training, you have to use human words~
No, whimpering doesn't count either.
Actually being kidnapped after years of fantasizing about it, having all of my expectations shattered, my trust betrayed, and being scared out of my mind. Begging to be let go and being told this is what I wanted, this is what I asked for.
My captor went through the effort of snooping through all of my socials to gather enough info to be able to take me in the first place, so of course she knew, I was stupid and I ignored all of the signs.
She knew exactly how to drag me in, exactly what to say, exactly how to act, everything fine tuned to lure me into her grasp so I'd never see the sun without her permission again.
Knowing deep down that it's my fault, and promising myself that ill find a way out. Only to be slowly broken in over the course of a few weeks, or maybe a few months. I'll stare in the mirror one day and find myself in the exact position I fantasized being in so long ago. Dead eyed, collared, bound, bruised beyond comprehension, desperate for any ounce of attention, smiling, knowing I've finally found my place.
i like to think about tjis gif a lot :)
