Mortil Nosgot
@sanguisExtremis
[ Crime Scene Cleaner || Necromancer (for hire) || Wraith || Bone Co||ector (hobbyist) ]
[ Congratu|ations for the astute conc|usion through your journey of se|f-identity and acceptance of re|ations with the same gender. @c|ownCorruption I am very proud of you. ]
[ I |ong to pick through the psychoses of my purp|e companions. They rega|e me in end|ess debaucherous ta|es, yet I am often |eft wondering if what is presented to me fact or fiction. ]

We listen and we do not judge. Dollification. I don't believe in love at first sight. But seeing someone's eyes glazed over while I climb over them, both of us fully aware the other cannot lift a finger to stop me? Even knowing that they never would if they could? That just might come infuriatingly close sooner than I do at the sight alone. There's something so soft and serene about listless dependency and it makes for a beautiful grounds for artistic expression. For as long as I've harbored a warm fondness for the idea of helping people in a tangible (and clinical?) sense, I've always really deeply and emphatically loved the idea of swivel jointed parts, articulated limbs and removeable as well as re-attachable replacements or augmentations. There's a vulnerability in being willing to let another take you apart in a tangible sense. A willful helplessness. An unobstructed dependency. And frankly. I find this ridiculously attractive. Even outside of a strictly fetishistic or kink lens, the aesthetic goes unfuckwithably hard. You cannot fuck up or fuck with something so adorable and palpable in blamelessness as an ornate doll. Yet for personal reasons entirely unworthy of belaboring in even a single superfluous mention, I want to. There are so many different proliferations of what makes dolls satisfying beyond my own brainweirds. Cursed sentient dolls. Creepy caretaker's animated dummies. An extreme metaphorical extrapolation of latent psychosexual urge towards dormancy made manifest in full-body paralysis. The desire to feel and experience a sort of obedient sleep that wakes with neither stir nor compulsion. Stilted speech patterns and quiet lilts that suggest a trancelike state. I will never be too old for dolls. My dolls just aged with me. #NSFW #NSFWE #Dollification #BDSM #Dolls #BodyHorror #Living+doll #Loss+of+agency #Dubcon #SexToys #But+the+toys+are+people #Noncon #CNC
[ Most tro||s have gotten soft anymore: weak-wi||ed and fragi|e in a|| aspects from menta| to physica|. ]
[ Everyone is ma|nourished; bones britt|e with poriferous marrow in a|| recent pu||s. ]
[ Seeking potentia| suitors for my charge. He is in desperate need of a matesprit of some sort. DM me for inquiries and I wi|| pay dowry. ]
[ Dressing bodies is a |ost art. Tro||s embe||ished in the pa|ettes of their quadrants, yet a|| their worth appears to be in memory and never afforded in body; dumped and forgotten in some pi|e to be p|undered. ]
[ B|ess his heart. ]
[ Re|ishing in some peace and quiet for once. I had a|most forgotten the sound of my own thoughts. ]
Straight up trapping it, and by "it" let's just say... my victims.
[ Someone p|ease take these monkeys from my circus. ]
[ Wha|e bones. An underdeve|oped shark. Some exotic reef-dwe||ing fish. #fishingfriday #upforsa|e ]
[ I am tired of being responsib|e for these c|owns. ]
[ What is a "femce|" ? Are we |ocking up fema|es? ]
[ P|ease continue not |ooking both ways when crossing the road. I'm beginning to enjoy guessing the make and mode| of what hit you. ]
[ Tro||s anymore have such a weak diet. I soak their bones for on|y a few hours and they disso|ve right in the |yme before they have a chance to cure. ]












