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the look on his face and in eyes was indescribable. It was the softest, most peaceful look you had ever seen. Letting his finger travel through the maze of your dishevelled hair, opening his lips, letting his eyes close as they brushed against your neck, a fire igniting deep in your flesh.
ây/n,â felix whispered, wrapping his arms around your torso. You had reached this point before, but things usually came to a halt. He was always nervous and hesitant. Felix knew you were experienced. you knew what you were doing, he didnât. Quickly withdrawing his hands, a lash of concern covered your features. You brought a hand to the heated flesh on his cheeks.
âOf course, like i always say, I want you to be comfortable and there is no rush.â
your lips brushed across your skin, sending a shiver down his spine. Giving you one last kiss, he began to panic. Unsure what to do, his eyes widened, pressing a finger to your lips.
âfelix what are you-â
âI want more.â
Moving closer, you could feel his body becoming tense underneath you. Foreheads touching, he sucked in and swallowed a breath.
âI. Want. More.â
he wanted to laugh. Hide himself. his embarrassment was at its peak. Your hand still stuck on his cheek, you began to move your thumb, gently brushing across his skin once more.
âare you sure,â you questioned once more. Unlocking your legs, you laid him down, grabbing his arms and placing them on yours sides, letting him sink into the mattress, âbecause once we start, I won't be able to control myself.â
your words made him terrified. He had never heard you be so direct and demanding. It was scary, yet the arousal inside of him began to stir. Saying nothing, you reconnected your lips, letting his hands explore your body as the heat in the room continued to increase. Sucking on his bottom lip, you smiled against him, hearing the faint vocal of your name passing from his lips. Disconnecting from you, he sat up, ripping off his shirt. Mesmerised by his slim but well toned figure, you paused, placing your hands on his chest. Bringing your lips to his jaw, you smiled against him, enjoying his little coos at the foreign feeling he was experiencing. Starting to leave a trail to his ear, passing his neck and down to his chest, you paused, Felixâs grip suddenly on your shoulder. you could feel it. It was a touch of concern, he looked clouded.
âIs something wrong?â
âi don't know what i'm doing,â he blurted out, soon covering his face. Sympathy filled you, heart feeling heavy. You knew he was unsure, but it didnât bother you.
âi just,â he paused, running a frustrated hand through his scalp. you could see the hundreds of scattered thoughts travelling around his brain at a speed that was beginning to overwhelm him. Slipping out from underneath him, you rushed to him from behind, pulling him into a warm embrace. Resting your head on his shoulder, arms wrapped around his delicate torso, your heart beamed, feeling his cheeks turn upwards from the smile covering his face.
âFelix do you trust me?â
âOf course i d-â
âThen lie down for me okay?â
You were now on top, hovering over him. You could feel all the muscles in his body begin to relax. You knew what he was trying to say, he just didnât know how to. Unbuttoning your shirt, felix gasped, noticing nothing on underneath. He looked away, feeling guilty, like his mom caught him doing something he shouldnât. It made you giggle, he really was the purest boy you knew.
âFelix itâs okay,â you whispered, âdo you want to touch them?â
His gaze slowly began to linger back to you, making him blush. He was too sweet for his own good.Grabbing his wrist, you opened his palm, giving each a small peck.
âMay I?â
He nodded, placing them on each breast. A muffled groan escaped your lips. You didnât want to scare him. He was still getting used to this. You wanted him to take his time. Pressing your body against him, he groaned, the feeling of your chest pressed up against him was making him hard. You could feel it against your thigh, a sharp exhale leaving your body. Felixâs eyes softly shut, getting used to the feeling of your lips down his neck. Hands roaming up and down his chest, you smiled, starstruck by the little things that made him go crazy. He grabbed the back of your head, pushing his lips back against yours. You could feel his hips, instinctively pushing up into you, making your giggle. âSo eager,â you whispered against his lips. You were controlling every fibre in your body to hold yourself back. Felix was so attractive, you just wanted to jump him. There were so many ways you thought about taking him, the fantasies were sometimes all you thought about. But you pushed your selfishness to the side for the moment.
ây/n,â he panted, out of breath from the heating temperature of your lips on his.
âTell me what you want baby,â you whispered, creeping down his body, leaving a wet trail on every inch of his exposed skin. You took his hands, vigorously tangling them through your hair as a sign of approval. Lips hitting the waistband of his sweatpants, he looked up at you. His Nerves still present, but less intense. They were beginning to dissipate.
âI want you to, to, to-â
âWhat is it baby,â you cooed, softly placing a hand over his aching member. You could feel the pulsation coming from his veins. He was becoming desperate for your touch, unraveling right in front of you. Lust radiating off of his skin, âtell me what you want i'm all yours.â
âI want you to suck me off.â
His directness made the temperature in your face rise. Nonetheless, you were willing to do whatever he wanted. This was his time. Lips ghosting his clothed length, he chuckled, embarrassed at how his legs jolted in pleasure. Felixâs impatience began to grow at your nonchalant attitude towards the hem of his boxers. You watched, mouth slightly watering at not only how big he was, but the way his whole body felt free, cock slowly springing from its cage as you peeled his underwear back. You gasped, you didnât expect him to be like this.
âIs something wrong,â felix sat up, panic climbing itâs way back to him, âwhy did you gasp?â
âShh baby,â you hushed, grabbing the base of his cock, âyou have such a nice cock Felix.â
Throwing his head back, he was laying down again. Captivated by the king stripe you licked on the underside of him. His legs jolted once more at the new feeling, but he wasnât complaining. He had been thinking about this for ages. Your tongue began to melt into him, effortlessly wrapping your lips around his tip, tongue tracing his leaking tip. You hummed in approval, the saltiness of his precum hypnotising. Felix groaned at the feeling, hands scrunching the bed sheets and your tongue steadily navigated its way to the base of him.
âGod y/n,â felix grumbled, followed by a choked moan. His eyes were screwed shut. He was losing all his senses. like they were all disappearing. All he could focus on was the way you took all of his length, sloppily yet happily wrapping your tongue around him, collecting of his juices. Needing a break, you took him out of our mouth, heavily panting. Spitting on his cock drove him mad. Using your hands, you kept one wrapped around the base, the other beginning to massage his balls. The deep moan escaping felixâs lips made your core throb. His voice was always something that drew you to him.
âFelix pull my hair,â you grunted, trying to catch your breath, âpull my hair and tell me how much you like the way i suck your cock.â
âBut wonât that hurt you?â
âNo,â you chuckled, âplease pull my hair, I'm begging you. Use me however you likeâ
Sitting up, his eyes were open, but completely spaced out. Hesitantly, felix let his fingertips become tangled in your curls. It came to your surprise when he began to tug, just like a natural. A moan left your chest, vibrating throughout felixâs body. Sensory overload was slowly but surely taking over him, hips uncontrollably beginning to jerk into your hand. The motivation in you was rising. You wanted nothing but to make felix a complete mess. Make him putty in your hands.
âFuck,â felix spilled out, âthat feels so good.â You heart beamed, impressed at how felix was finally using his words. You could feel him, he was close. His hands left your hair, propping himself on his elbows as his hips lifted off the edge of your bed, pushing himself fully into your mouth and down your throat, making you slightly gag. You werenât complaining tho, you enjoyed the feeling. Feeling his thick cock fill you up completely. You looked up at him, face completely contorted, mouth open wide. You giggled, feeling his cock twitch against your tongue.
ây/n stop, stop im gonna-â
An elongated moan left his lips at his release, happily spilling his load straight down your throat, pulling him out to let him coat your lips. Your eyes closed swiftly, enjoying the endless amount of cum dripping from Felixâs excited cock. Saying nothing, you lifted yourself up, pressing your chest against his. Pressing a kiss to his lips, you smiled in awe at the longing look of shock covering his features. He rubbed his lips together, confused at the taste of himself. Running a hand through his hair, you grinned, an onset of admiration flowing through your body at his purity.
âHow was that baby?â
He snickered in embarrassment, blush shadowing his cheeks. He couldnât help it. Wrapping his hands around your hips, pressing a kiss to your forehead. Without warning, he flipped your around, body now encompassing you, a sharp inhale coming from you. âThat was so good,â he paused, pressing a kiss to your jaw, âbut,â he paused once more, pressing a kiss to your neck, âbut things need to change.â
The dampness off your panties caught you off guard, especially at the way his fingertips glossed over your stickiness. You felt yourself relax, giving yourself to him. An uncontrollable whimper left your lips. His domination was something you werenât used to, but you werenât complaining. You could feel his fingertips pressing into your hips bones, burning holes into you. Things were getting hot. Wrapping your hand around his neck, felix chuckled, slowly making his way down to your stomach.
âSuch a copycat,â you mumbled, causing felixâs head to snap.
âWhat did you say?â
His look sent a streak of fear through you. It was something you had never seen on felix before. The sweet, pleasant feeling was leaving, his dark, lustful alter ego making an appearance. Crawling back up to your body, he sadistically smiled, wrapping his eager hand around your neck.
âcopycat? I'm a copycat, hmph, interesting.â
Standing up,you could see the intensity pressing felixâs features. He wasnât playing games anymore. He ripped your panties off, pushing your legs up to your head. Biting down on your lip, you were completely taken aback, he could see it on your face. Quickly pumping himself, he was eager, but he didnât want you to know. God you wanted him, bad. You knew things would lead to this, but the way you pictured things to go was not like this. Pushing a finger to your clit, your body jolted forward. A deep chuckle emerged from Felix's chest as he watched you, completely and utterly hypnotized by his touch.
âFelix please,â
âWhat is it baby, use your words.â
âJust fuck me, please.â
A smirk played on his lips. Adjusting himself with your entrance, your body froze, focusing on the way his cock could barely fit inside of you. A whine left you, a deep groan left him as he stretched your out, you mind in complete disarray. Felixâs body froze too, the feeling already overpowering his senses. He started at a painfully slow pace. Hovering over you, one hand pressed into his mattress, the other spread across the left side of your head, lips brushing against your cheek. His excessive touch made every part of you tingle, sensory overload already washing over you. Hands digging into Felixâs back, he smiled, taking that as a sign of encouragement. Picking up his speed, your body jerked. You couldn't stay still. Bodies squeezed tightly, felix groaned.
âgod i love the feeling of your tits on me baby.
âYou have, such a,â you paused, running out of breath, âdirty mouth.â
âWait is that okay?â
You giggled, burrowing your head in his chest. Grabbing his chin, you gave him a quick peck, âof course baby, i love it when you talk dirty.â
His bottom lip was in between his teeth, loving the playful smirk the left his face and travelled to yours. Creeping to your ear, you could feel your body shiver, lips nudging at your lobe, he began to whisper, âyou like when i fill you up with my cock then, huh?â A loud moan left your lips, his tone of voice making you clench around him. His vocal cords betrayed him shortly after. He knew your clenching would be his downfall.
âFuck felix,â you hissed. He sat up, thrusting at a different angle, âright there that feels so good.â
âTell me,â he grumbled, âtell me how good you feel under me y/n.â
âYour cock feels so good inside of me,â you cried, how pathetic, âi love the way you fucking fill me, itâs all iâll be thinking about, forever.â
âThatâs what i like to fucking hear baby.â
Closing the gap between your bodies once more, Felix growed, licking a stripe between your breasts. Taking one in his hand, he began to pinch, chest automatically arching off its surface. âGod you're so sensitive arenât you?â
âOnly for your felix,â you moaned, sending a physical shiver down felixâs body. His pace was quickening, thrusts becoming a little sloppy. You clenched around him again, waiting for the string of curse words to slip from his mouth. Your body was becoming numb. You could feel your orgasm coming. Clinging onto Felix's hair, your began to shake. His groans were getting louder and louder, nothing but music to your ears as your muscles began to reflexively tense up, knot building in the pit of your stomach.
âFelix are you close?â
âIâm so close y/n,â he whined, regular softness coming back into view, âi want to cum.â
âFelix,â you moaned, hands roaming his now scratchy back. You continued to repeat his name over and over, a small groan leaving his lips every time.
âGod I love when you say my name like that.â
âFelix, I'm gonna cum,â you whined, moving yourself against his cock to add to the intense friction that was your impending doom. He pushed the now damp hair off his face, letting the sunshine from the window glimmer on the tiny beads of sweat fulfilling his skin. The way his cock twitched inside of you sent your over the edge, clenching around him multiple times, but that didnât stop him.
âFuck!â you cried out loud, brain mentally frying at how mindblowing your orgasm was. Seeing stars in your visions was new. Overstimulation was something you had never experienced before. Pleasure mixed with the pain as your legs began to heavily shake. He brought a finger down, messily playing with your clit. Pulling onto felixâs hair, he whimpered, pulling himself out and dumping his seed on you, a warm sensation travelling to your stomach.
Felixâs body collapsed against yours. You both said nothing, instead lying on top of each other, heavy breathing replacing the lewd sound of skin clapping and activities that had just taken place. You began to giggle, turning to felix and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. You ruffled his hair, making him unable to do anything but smile.
âHow was that?â
âIt was,â he paused, wide eyed, âamazing, thank you. I knew I could trust you.â
âHey,â you beamed, âwhat are best friends for?â
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Skeletons in her Closet
What had she been doingâŚ.? All her thoughts were muddled and her emotions had taken control. All she felt was anger and hatred, those emotions coursing through her as she held her twin blades to the mans throat that was laying on the ground beneath her. Her knees resting on the floor on either side of his chest.
Her expression was a mix of those emotions as she stared at the man on the ground in front of her after having taken a step toward him and he had fallen. The former slave had been leading a better life but being approached by a former âclientâ and him trying to intimidate her caused her to snap.Â
âYou donâ get tâ talk tâ me like Iâm garbage or a whore yâ can use anymore!â
She had been half fallen since she was a teenager, having held so much hatred in her heart for her fate. Being faced by one of her abusers was causing her not to think straight. âWhy did fate curse me tâ be a slave!? While you get tâ get off on peoples pain!? I was fourteen!!â The bitterness she still held in her heart was evident in her voice.
While usually the black rukh werent even visible, with the resurfacing hatred and bitterness they had made themselves known. It made the very air in the vicinity feel heavy and dark. It had been so hard to stop hating her fate, but her scars were painful daily reminders. Being called a whore and filthy slave cracked her usually calm and uncaring demeanorâŚespecially coming from one of the first men who ever used her and pushed her owner at the time to keep her in the sex slave trade.
A commotion had started, but the broken woman didnât even hear it. Guards called Muu and while normally she would immediately look up at the sound of the captains voice, right now it didnât reach her any more than any of the other noise around them. While no longer yelling she had been slipping for a while, seeing her former abusers around the palace and being approached and spoken to like she was worth less than him was her breaking point.
Tears of anger and overwhelming hatred welled in her eyes and rolled down her cheeks. Why was fate so cruel? Why did this so called fate decide who suffered and who got to live a carefree and safe life? Why did she had to lose her family and endure the abuse she did? It wasnât fair!!! She despised that thing called fate that had caused her so much pain. She wanted to make this man pay for all those years of pain.
The commotion was what caught his attention, and the sight before him was like something out of a nightmare.
He ran over, quick as he could, trying not to let his panic get the better of him.
The atmosphereâŚ..the tension was almost a palpable thing.
âAya!â he called out, stopping far enough away that she wouldnât lash out âAya, stop. Donât do it.â
She couldnt hear him. Her weight was on the blades in her hands, emerald hues focused on the council member still. The fear on the mans face caused her to laugh,even with tears still running down her face. The laugh was a hollow, cold sound; very different from the warmth her laughter usually held. âNot so fun now is it when yer on the receiving end huh? Is it? Is it!!??â
The man was obviously scared for his lifeâŚand she found it funny. She held no sympathy for him, and enjoyed terrifying him. The dark energy of the black rukh was getting heavier in the air by the minute. She was slipping. Part of her wanted to make this man suffer. Cursing her fate and not caring what happened nextâŚbut the other part of her was desperately crying out for help.
The laughter sent chills down his spine, and immediately he went in to stop her.
He approached from the front, quick to grab her swords and take them from her and grabbing her arms.
âAya, thatâs enough,â his tone was firm âheâs not good enough to be killed by you. He doesnât deserve it.â
The man below them was terrified, and Muu couldnât give less of a shit.
âCome on, letâs go.â he gently pulled her off the man, pulling her up into his arms to carry her away.
Seeing Muu approach her was a shock to her system, enough so she didnt fight the weapons being taken from her. But his words and being pulled off the councilman caused that fight to come back.
âNo he does deserve it!â Her hands were balled into fists, hitting against his arm. âHe deserves tâ suffer! H-He gets tâ do whatever âee wantsâhe needs tâ pay!â Being picked up, her arms got practically pinned to her chest despite her still trying to get Muu to put her down once they were alone she broke down into tears.
âNo one shouâ be forced tâ do those things! No one! Ever! Nâ he should pay fer that! Jusâ like all the others!â Shoulders slumped forward and her chest heaving as broken cries left her lips. The young woman still held an insane amount of bitterness in her heart, the distress almost ended up with her having a noble councilmanâs blood on her hands.
Muu simply held her close, letting her vent and hit him as much as she wanted.
Now he knewâŚ.he knew how bad. Surly not the full extent, but he knew now.
âHe will pay, Aya,â he told her âin time, when he can pay in full, he will pay dearly for what heâs done. Him, and everyone else like him.â
âThaâ time hasnt happened in eight yearsâŚI doubt it ever will. Theyâre noblesâŚim jusâ some ex whore slaveâŚ.no one cares whaâ they didâŚ.no one ever will care whaâ nobles do to slavesâŚ.no one ever willâ Ayas whole body hurt. Her throat and lungs ached terribly. Her head throbbed and her eyes stung. She was too tired to keep crying, screaming and hitting his arm to try and get him to let go.
Hiccuping occasionally she leaned into his touch, her forehead pressed again his chest. Aya wrapped her arms around her stomach and sniffled, curling up as she shook and hiccuped. Her words now barely more than a hoarse whisper after all the crying and shouting. âThey can jusâ make what they did go awayâŚits not fairâŚ.i feel disgustinâ evey day..still feelinâ like their hands on meâŚand they can jusâ forgetâŚits not fair..â
The woman was limp in his arms, rubbing her eyes with her free hand. She hated thinking about that the disgusting nobles of the countries where she was forced to work grew to be old and even more powerfulâŚ.they had long, happy livesâŚthey never paid for what they did, and at this point they never would. If people like them didnt exist..her family might have still been alive, but she could never truly know could she?
Muu wanted to apologize, to scream and and every person whoâd hurt her and make them suffer.
Yet he knew none of that would help.
So instead he just took her to his room, a place of privacy and safety
âIâve got you, Aya. Youâre going to be okay.â
The solitude was appreciatedâŚaway from prying eyes and judgmental whispers. Aya wrapped her arms around Muuâs waist and hid her face against his chest. Letting the steady beat of his heart help to calm her down. âJusââŚ.dont leave me..please. Donât leave me...â
The way she clung to him, it was like she was afraid he would vanish if she let go.
Muu simply held her as he sat on the bed, leaning back against the wall so he could hold her closer to his chest and just help her calm down, running a hand up and down her back to soothe her.
Sheâd try so hard to bury her past, to never think about it, but sometimes the skeletons in your closet come back to haunt you.Â
Written out from an RP between myself and @leonisxbellatorâ
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On this day, July 31:
After I came out my.mom didn't believe it at first, after I said "I'm not joking" about 15 times and her yelling at me saying that "that shit isn't funny" I think my message went through. That was my mom
My dad was different, I videoed it without him knowing and I was crying the whole time, I said "I'm queer" as my way of coming out and all he asked me to explain it so I did, he was calm. He was mad though, he started to get on to me because I didn't tell him sooner and because it's "unnatural" and I had all this on tape. He started to tell me about "fag drag" and how people around here drag fags along the orad on a car. Also "gay bashing" he said it's where gay people get their heads bashed my baseball bats. Always great when your dad supports you
I talked to each of my parents separate when I came out but this all just happened in like 20 minutes
So naturally I get called to their room. I get interrogated, "why are you this way?" "Where did I failed as a parent?" "You don't deserve to be accepted" "This is just a phase" "pansexuality isn't even real, it's bisexuals who want to be special" then I said, "Fine then!! I'm bi!!" Then they started yelling about how that's not any better, after that I got the "you're going to hell" speech. My mom didn't even look at me...
The whole time, I'm crying. They're still mad after me getting yelled at for maybe an hour, they get so worked up they call my sister to come over.
My sister and I were close, we told each other everything. I came out to her 3 weeks before i did my parents. They start to interrogate her and this is where I learned that you can't trust people you're close to all the time...
They asked her if she knew, She said yes, they got mad she didn't out me. they asked her right in front of me if she thought I was gonna go to hell or not, she tried to play in between sides and said "I PERSONALLY haven't studied but from what I'm told by people that DO study, that it's a sin..." this didn't help my case. They told me to go grab my phone because it "infected my mind" and come right back, so I did...
Then they ask her what my phone's password was... My phone, the only thing allowing me to feel safe, the only way I could talk to the one and only person that accepted me, the only thing I found some happiness in. If I lost that then I'd lose my will to live because it was all I had... She knew it. She tried to cover it up by saying "she might have changed it-" "tell me the last password you remember" is why my dad said to cut her off, she was reluctant but she said it out loud... As soon as she told them my password I said her name out of shock and by talking I was crying even more if that was possible, I wasn't even gonna try to hide it at this point but she even looked like she was gonna cry..
Now that they had access to the only thing that made me happy they told us to leave so they could go through my phone without me looking. Me and my sister were just standing in the kitchen, Im still crying because I don't even see how I'm gonna make it to next week and shes looking at me with sadness and pity. "I'm really sorr-" she started, I cut her off with "just leave" because that one action made me feel worse then I thought it could, it was the last thing I had left. So I go to my room and try to cry myself to sleep
I was sleeping on the floor because I didn't have a bed so I just curled up on my floor, i was worried about if they would find the messages between me and the girl that accepts me or if they'd see my internet history that was filled with LGBT content
Of course I couldn't worry in peace though, every 5-10 minutes my mom would come in and yell at me until she didn't know what to say, I didn't even respond but I just listened to her words feeling numb. She still didn't even look at me.. she just yelled at what she now called her failure. She did this until it was past midnight, after she stopped coming to my room I was successful in crying myself to sleep after my second or third panic attack of the day, my last one was about 20 minutes long and the seconds dragged on for what felt like hours
I don't think I'll ever forget waking up the next morning, I was woke up by the sun and as soon as I opened my eyes they were burning a lot, they were red and puffy like I'd been crying all night, I was confused about why I'd be crying? Because I never cry, at all? Ever?
Then I remembered what happened last night and I started to cry again, I felt so weak. my dad came Into my room and I was visibly scared of him and he said "what's wrong?" After everything that happened to me that's all he said, after him calling me a failure, after my mom saying the same and refusing to look at me, after them seeing me so distressed and not caring. After telling me my sexuality was ruining their life. After saying I don't deserve love.
The next day they took me out if the school I was enrolled in Because "I don't need to be in a place I'm accepted" so of course i don't learn anything and I'm trapped home with two parents who keep their failure at home.
The next year: so that day SUCKED a lot... but I got my phone back after a week and I was so upset I deleted the video of my dad when I came out.
That whole time was awful so was the next month but they cooled off after so long, throughout the year every time anything gay came up they'd get mad again, I've been cut off from LGBT friends, my sister wasn't allowed to see her cousin because she was queer and we were friends.
I went and bought a sticker that had a rainbow on it and I was told to remove it from my door, I was told id never be allowed to date a girl, I was also told to never date anyone black so yeah I was pissed. I joked about getting a black girlfriend to rebel.
My mom threatened me after I mentioned her taking me out of school, she said "it was because we had some 'issues' that's not gonna happen again Is it?" Issues meaning my sexuality and that last part was her telling me that if I acted gay again things would go back to all the verbal abuse and controlling behavior...
I can mention my sexuality to my dad when my mom isn't around because whenever he's around her all he does is take her side no matter what, I've asked if I could ever date a girl, "I'll think about it". I can't even be open with who I am and who I'm with around my parents and that kills me but I can't do that again
I didn't realize until recently how abusive this was. Emotional abuse includes:
Threats of physical harm
Constant criticism â
Spiteful commentsâ
Public shaming
Belittlingâ
Ridiculeâ
Making fun of appearance or abilityâ
Labelingâ
Repeatedly pointing out mistakes
Put-downs disguised as jokesâ
Teasingâ
Name callingâ
Blame shiftingâ
Fault findingâ
Gossipingâ
Lashing outâ
Yellingâ
Humiliatingâ
Insultingâ
Hostile looksâ
Sarcasmâ
Giving the "silent treatment"â
Snide remarksâ
Withholding affection/Emotional supportâ
Picking fights
Lyingâ
Refusing to talk/listenâ
Angry attacksâ
Dismissing ones ideas/opinionsâ
Unflattering nicknamesâ
Ignoringâ
Rejectionâ
Betraylâ
Emotional abandonmentâ
Isolating from supportive friends/familyâ
Making one feel inferior "not good enough" worthlessâ
They've only not done three if these? Out of 36. All the ones I checked were their behavior towards my sexuality.
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