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michellexotterrr · 7 days

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Do you guys think I look cute with glasses?🥺

I actually wear contacts most of the time just because l'm not the biggest fan of them myself lol.😅

However without them l'm as blind as a bat lol.

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goddessallyy · 2 months

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reblog if you’d worship these feet

#female led relationship #femaleidol #forced feminized #hyper feminine #goddess #mistreatment #dom women #humiliation sissy #adult human female #submisive sissy #humilated sissy #humiliated slave #bd/sm kink #faggot sissy #free use kink

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lorrineacademy · 7 months

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#mistreatment #chasisty #divine feminine #female #femcel #feminine beauty

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conscious-love · 1 year

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All too often [people] believe it is a sign of commitment, an expression of love, to endure unkindness or cruelty, to forgive and forget. In actuality, when we love rightly we know that the healthy, loving response to cruelty and abuse is putting ourselves out of harm's way.

Bell Hooks, All About Love

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juarezang · 9 days

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Reblog my post

#chasisty #feminine sissy #sissifyme #transgender #humiliation sissy #submisive sissy #faggot sissy #sissi femboi #bd/sm slave #bdsmkink #bdsmblog #bdsmlife #bdsmrelationship #bdsmdominant #mistreatment #pansexual

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shiutsu · 1 month

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"Friendship is the greatest form of relationship!"

"Friends are forever!"

"Friends will never disobey you!"

Yeah man. Friendship is the greatest form of relationship.

Especially when they're one of the major source of disappointment,fear and abuse.

When no matter what you do, none of them ever calls you their "best friend" or when they do,it's not genuine & try to manipulate into changing instead.

Hearing from each of them how they'll never leave you, only to let you regret spending the time with them since they just ditched you off like it was nothing.

And when you reconcile with that you'll never be that person for anyone..

Once you mention you'd prefer to not be here, they suddenly tell you how they'd be lost w/no you & that you're their only true friend, you're reconsidering that someone finally thought of what you're doing for them..

They suddenly take a turn,replacing you and saying things as if you never mattered to them.. When you've always been there no matter what.

Bonus if they keep apologizing for being a shit person to you but the next thing they do is just doubling down on what they apologized for.

And then when you're considering ditching them,you realize you cannot since.. You have no other person on the same level as them since..they're irreplaceable.

But sure platonic breakups, abuse don't matter or exist & I like to be reminded that I don't mean shit to anyone🥰.

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monimadi · 7 months

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Another question for the footworld!

If I gave you 5 minutes to either use your tongue as you please or use your d*ck as you please which one would you choose? and if you choose tongue would just choose to lick my feet?

#feetish #feettickling #afrikan beauty #feetpose #feetfinder #feetpicwant #lick her soles #lickmyfeet #lickable toes #femdxm #mistreatment

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alexxavonhellsworld · 7 days

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Are you ready to be punished

#sissy fendom #lifestyle #submisive sissy #mistreatment #goddess #faggot sissy #sissi femboi #feminine sissy #panty sissy #sissy caged #small dick humiliation

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mistress-sarah17 · 2 months

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Bow down and approach if you want to be dominated under my supreme authority.

Google chat : [email protected]

#sissi femboi #feminine sissy #submisive sissy #faggot sissy #mistreatment #humiliated sissy #humiliation sissy #faggot humiliation #submisive faggot #submisive and breedable

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mariluphoto · 5 months

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(via. rosypirani)

#Palestinian hostages #mistreatment #israeli occupation forces brutality #free palestine #palestine #gaza #west bank #jerusalem #end genocide #end israeli siege #end israeli apartheid #end israeli occupation #human rights #humanitarian crisis

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civanticism · 2 months

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Two kinds of people: Those who, when mistreated, in turn mistreat others (these are the "shit runs downhill" people) and those who, when mistreated, work to prevent the same mistreatment from happening to others (these are "the shit stops here" people).

#kindness #mistreatment

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whumpadventureprompts · 1 year

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Kidnapped

Whumpee is the weakest member of the team, tolerated because they have some useful skill or ability, but otherwise the designated punchbag. They stay because they've got nowhere else to go.

Then someone attacking the team targets Whumpee because they're the weakest, kidnapping them and dragging them off bound and gagged. Whumpee is terrified; given how their friends treat them, what can they expect from their enemy?

But as soon as they're well away from the team, their kidnapper unties them and puts a square meal in front of them.

"I know how they treated you," says Rescuer gently. "As soon as we get back to my base there's a doctor and a warm bed waiting."

#whump #prompt #whump prompt #capture #rescue #mistreatment #cw:abuse #cw:kidnapping

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misstycloud · 1 year

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Evan Carter

Character profile- OC

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Name: Evan Henry Carter

Height: 186 cm

Appearance: Black hair, blue eyes and pale.

Likes: His darling, his son, cats, gardening, the rain, IKEA, soccer, coffe with milk.

Dislikes: People who hate on cats, too much sugar, standing in line, his old school bully, anyone who disrespects him or his darling.

TW: bullying,

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Evan grew up in a smaller town on the country side. The small population crated a community where everyone knew everyone. His family were no exception. Growing up with his parents and older sister, he got to see the rotten side of people. As he grew, Evan noticed that the people in his home town weren’t the nice. Not like they wanted everyone else to believe.

For example- there was Mr. Becker who was known for bringing up his wife in any conversation; No matter what it was. You could talk about a bathroom renovation and suddenly it was somehow about Mrs. Becker. A pair of ‘newlyweds’ folk said. ‘It’s like there’re still on their honeymoon’. The ideal couple the Beckers were. So how come Evan could sometimes see a flash of red hair through the window, right before the curtains would close. Mrs. Becker was a plump older woman with blonde locks, and there was no way she’d have dyed her hair. Besides, if she did; why was she blonde again next morning. Not wanting to be shunned by the community, they play the part of living spouses. Evan wasn’t sure, but he had a gnawing feeling they could tell that others knew.

Then there was his elementary school teacher Ms. Jenn. She was the school saint. The one who always asked how you were doing, praised you for every little thing, played with you. It was no secret that absolutely everybody adored her. Ms. Jenn loved all kids no matter who they were or loked like. So why was she looking at him with so much sustain? No, no, of course she didn’t hate him! She just forgot to ask if he wanted to partake in games. It was no big deal though. He seemed like one to enjoy playing alone, after all.

Even his own family was not spared from sin. His parents were just as bad as the neighbours, with their fake smiles and concealed resentment. The awfully long garden parties created solely so they could examine each other and judge. The fabricated friendships and affection made him want to vomit. He did not want part of that. What’s the point of making an effort to peruse a friendship with someone you don’t even like? Evan saw it as utterly meaningless, and perhaps that is one of the reasons they doesn’t have a good relationship.

Evan could not remember a single moment of his childhood where he felt any hightend emotion. Not when it feel like it’s gonna explode out of your body and it’s impossible to hold it in. In fact he was very good at holding in emotions, since they weren’t even strong to begin with. You know when you do something exciting and you just want to happily scream and jump around like a crazy person? Or maybe, when you see something incredibly sad that you want to ugly sob in your room 3 am.

Yeah, he never felt that. Not during his birthdays. Not when his class got to visit an amusement park. His grandfathers funeral did not make him shed tears either. Honestly, he was a bit glad the old man died, he nagged him about being a normal boy.

But he wasn’t. He wasn’t normal. Not by others standards at least. Although he breathed, ate, slept and had interests; no one seemed to think he was ordinary. At first when he was younger, he tried to argue against those opinions. But after a while he accepted that no matter what he said or did, no one was gonna change their mind.

With the judgement also came other inconveniences. One of them was bullying. It ranged from verbal harassment to ruining his clothes. If it rained the day before; they decided to push him into the mud. If his clothes were slightly nicer; they’d cut holes and rip the seams. Worst was it when they stole them. It happened when his class went swimming in a big lake near the town. When he got up from the water and prepared to get dressed, he saw multiple of his garments had disappeared. He got horribly sick after being forced to return home in simple swimming trunks. Evan thought he would freeze to death before he got home.

Not wanting the torment to continue, his ten year old self made a decision. If he wanted to be treated better, he would have to act like them. So he did just that. He faked excitement, regret, sadness and more. After using his newfound acting skills, did the town treat him better. It was a subtle change. It started with his bullies not threatening him for lunch money. Then they stopped cornering him in the boys bathroom. Eventually they left him alone completely. Evan supposed they perceived they couldn’t bully someone who was normal. That’s what he was; a normal boy. Actually most students left him alone. Only addressing him when absolutely having too, like under pair assignments.

The adults first chose to ignore the acts of the wretched kids, because of his strange behaviour. Why would they defend some weirdo kid who didn’t fit in on their description of a suitable child? But when Evan suddenly transformed into an ordinary boy, then it was a whole different story.

Things really turned around when he came back to middle school, after summer break. It was then that students started speaking to him without mockery. They even tried to befriend him! Saying things like; how smart he his and complementing his appearance. It seemed like the had all forgotten about the past. But Evan hadn’t forgotten a thing. He played along however. Made ‘friends’ and socialised everyday. He even joined a club; the soccer club to be exact. In it was his closest companions. They were the ones he hung out with most of the time. The ones who he formed close ‘bonds’ with. They ate together, laughed together and fought as well. But it never lasted long.

Despite appearing to feel so many things, Evan felt non of it. It’s not that he didn’t have any emotions at all, they were only not as strong. He felt very limited compassion when his geography teacher died, while everyone cried at the funeral most he could think of was that he hoped the new one would be better. Evan felt bad for the family, no doubt, but he wasn’t able to say the death moved him.

It went on like that until the day when he graduated. By then he’d already made plans to move to the city. His parents tried to convince him to stay, but yielded when he promised to send them money he earns with his good job. It was a small sun to pay in order to get the hell out of there. Finally he could live alone, without having to forcibly interact with people. He could make good money and just live life. But Evan understood it would take time before he could have a real good job, and he was willing to work for it.

In the big city, the young man worked his way through the years. Getting different jobs, and eventually better ones. With that also came bigger demands. His mother and father began asking for more money. If they could leech of their son in their now old age, why wouldn’t they? From his older sister they didn’t ask much. While on a phone call with them he found out she’d married a guy from her university. They’d met through mutual friends apparently. He didn’t inquire why he found out about it after the wedding.

When he met the love of his life, everything turned around. No longer did love seem pointless, no longer did he have to fake happiness, no longer was he alone. The party he met his darling was hosted by mutual friends. At first, he showed reluctance to attend, but after being practically threatened to come he put on his suit and went.

The best decision he ever made.

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