‘Spark’

Held down. Filled. Used. Their thrusts are slow, hard, and rough, bordering on the edge of too much. The pace is unforgiving, overstimulating, inevitable. Your brain is melting. There’s a hand on the base of your neck, their grip cold and strong. You are made to be still, because this is what you were made for. This is all that matters.

#nsfw Sometimes I really don’t like being a sentient animal... I would like to be an empty thing with no brain please. Put me back in the primordial ooizhhe,h89o72 [User was Grabbed By The Collar for this post.]

#nsfw ish. Sometimes I forget that She can scruff me like a cat. Which is funny, because She’s usually calling me a dog. But that’s semantics. Like She doesn’t even have to grab me by the COLLAR, just. Hand on the back of my neck = brain shuts off. And She just stands there and smiles at me, waits for me to finish stumbling over the sentence I already forgot the ending to, and then squeezes, or hooks two fingers under the leather, does that scary, low, cold chuckle of Hers- oooooouuyghhghhgghfdsjghghfsdghusbkuhb09893298478732^[8_24[7\~¥\7[£\]€[£{<7[ im gone

Void shit is so fucking ridiculous sometimes. Like yeah I’ve got giant wings now, but people still run into me like I’m a sliding glass door that they thought was open. Complete NONSENSE aspect

Ah. Wrist hurts now. (Voice of a guy who was GOING to be resting it today and then wasn’t) It’s not. That bad. It’s not constant. But also ohhhhh my hubris-

ANYWAYS, I’m a perfectly normal guy and I’m going to go work on a commission now. And no one is going to interrupt me or ratio me or tell me to leave my wrist alone, and She thinks I’m funny so that’s frankly all I need in my life.

#nsfw for implications but oh my fucking god I’m gonna kms /j Putting myself on blast like a dumbass but I can’t not tell this story, She had me on my knees and She had said something along the lines of ‘being good and listening’ AND OF COURSE MY DUMB ASS ADHD INTERNAL MONOLOGUE MAKES A JOKE AND I AUDIBLY SNORT. so She makes me TELL HER WHAT I WAS LAUGHING AT. AND MY DUMB ASS HAD TO SAY “…my brain said that I was ‘sitting my white ass down and listening,’ ma’am” I know She thinks I’m funny and She had a good laugh but ohhhh my god i need my funnyman instincts to SHUT UP while I’m trying to have KINKY SEX (deltarune explosion sfx)

Who decided that writing could be hard sometimes?? I know every one of these books by heart, even though they don't exist (for now.) And yet.

Can anyone tell me WHY I still have carpal tunnel even though I can unbreak one of my bones within 15 minutes (give or take) if I try hard enough. What the hell. Who authorized this shit