#groomed

[princessmiaownyou]

Here to get a piece of that sneaky tumblr life 🍭

[dylanisdazed]

I am so we’ll groomed at the moment. 😂

Finger & toenails trimmed perfectly. Deep shower (every inch 👀). Body lotion from neck to toes. Freshly shaved. Bubba’s skincare on face. Lips moist with chapstick.

What is this feeling? 😎🧼

[canteringdreams]

Lusitano stallion

5 years old, grandsired by Xaquiro

[green--tea-owo]

the worst part of being groomed online is the fact that they probably don't even remember me, while I remember them and everything they did to me.

[solradguy]

Some clowns are posting about it in the tag and I've gotten a bunch of new followers recently interested in GG Strive, so I just wanna take a sec and remind everyone that Strive's arcade mode, the part of the game where Bridget (with encouragement from Goldlewis and Ky to decide for herself how she wishes to identify) decides that she is a girl after all, doesn't have "bad" endings. It's not like the last games where certain routes lead to really obviously unfortunate outcomes. Bridget being referred to with she/her pronouns in text (like her official bio and ArcSys tweets) confirms that the ending where she realizes that she is a girl after all is her canon ending for the arcade mode. ArcSys do their localization (ie, translations) in-house so saying it's a mistranslation doesn't have even a toe to stand on either.

And for the love of all life PLEASE stop using machine translators for Japanese. They are all notoriously bad at Japanese because of how nuanced the language is. Yes, even DeepL.

[nando161mando]

[earthtokatewrites]

Untitled.

I wrote this last 2016.

In the quiet of dawn, where shadows mingle with light, I wrestle with memories shackled in the corridors of 'right'. I yearn for the echo of your voice, its familiar deceit, A child's heart lingers where adult reflections meet.

You sculpted my trust with hands of smoke and guise, Drew maps of the future in the color of lies. Yet, in every hateful memory, in each tear discreet, Lies the paradox of missing—a betrayal so complete.

I hate you for the chapters you wrote in my story, For the theft of innocence, for the tarnished glory. And I hate that I miss you, with a pain so keen, A longing for the guardian you should have been.

How do I mourn the good, tainted by the squalor? How do I reclaim myself, diminish your shadow, and holler? In verses, I imprison you; in metaphors, I scream, Shatter the illusion of that toxic dream.

I want to break free, to cleanse, to outgrow, To find solace in the storm, in the wildflowers I sow. Yet, here I stand, a paradox, a soul torn and twinned, Hating you fiercely, missing what should have been.

[amirmilion]

Ignoring the fact that most people who participate in kink play or the bdsm lifestyle are from traumatic/ abusive childhoods is a wild thing to do.

[the-asexual-poet]

It hurts the most when you remember things

When you remember those who destroyed you

When you can still feel every touch

When you can still see and hear every "I love you"

When you can still feel your love to them

Even if they took your heart with them

Even if they took your body with them

Even if they took everything with them

Because they didn't want you for you

They wanted you for what you were

A body, a shoulder, words on a screen, a child

[canteringdreams]

Jade II Da Sernadinha

2014 Lusitano stallion, 16.3 hh

[Campeador x Camurca]

[uselessd4ydreams]

ur name rattles around in my brain - stuck, like a stale wad of gum on the sole of my battered converse.

i wonder, do you still think about me? do you remember what i smell like? do you remember any smile, my laugh, my voice?

i miss you.

god only knows why.

i was your first, you were mine - do you still think about that? do you remember my body: what i felt like?

i don’t remember that about you.

for so long you were my safe space - a crumbling veil between me and death.

do you not miss me?

i wonder what your story of us is. am i the witch? evil, manipulative and cunning: your very own femme fatale. did i tempt you into all of it - with my 12, 13, 14, 15 year old body? or am i the one that got away? pure and angelic: the girl for another lifetime. the girl you regret fucking over because i was your everything, i was the one.

my story of you paints you in the worst way possible. sometimes i wonder if i’m blowing it out of proportion.

i’m not. of course i’m not.

I WAS A CHILD.

you should have known better. why would you want to even be friends with a little girl 2 years younger than you? i wasn’t even a teenager when we met - i didn’t even have regular periods yet.

did you like that i was a child? skinny and scrawny - big, brown eyes: youthful and admiring. i bet you loved every moment of it. you felt loved, you felt in power - you felt, for once in your pathetic little life, like a man. you got to take care of little girl me; mould her into YOUR ideal woman.

[radicalshelbs]

The Big Bad Wolf

[justflesh54]

scared ill be r worded one day

i have never been r'ed i have been close on occasion but i have this looming fear that one day it will happen and i wont get away this time

[nonbinaryyyyyyyyy]

Sometimes i realize i have to accept that i won’t get better. That i am messed up and i cannot go back to “normal” things because it will make me relapse. I have to accept i wont ever see any sexual things normally. That it will always trigger me. That it will always make me go through episodes of breakdowns. I have to understand that i got groomed. That it is real that it is my trauma and not some bad situationship with an older guy. I just have to accept im hypersexual because of sexual trauma. That through sex i managed to be content with myself even though it made me feel disgusted and want to throw up afterwards. I have to understand that i am fucked up. And the only way better is to avoid sex completely. Idk why im saying this but some people need to hear it. You have to accept that this is it

[the-gentleman-sockmonkey]

What an insufferable cunt...