Hmm . Thinking ... You'd Kinda Furrow Your Eyebrow A Bit, Yer Lips Would Be Pressed Into A Thin Line,

hmm . thinking ... you'd kinda furrow your eyebrow a bit, yer lips would be pressed into a thin line, your eye would twitch if you were concentrating too hard on trying to look determined.

it's the little things, captain. the ones you gloss over and the ones i catch. now, that quip about you being a grown man? yeah. but what are you to me?

– ✘

i’m your captain, and your friend, of course.

who says i gloss over them? i do my best to catch all the little quirks about all of you. it helps me adapt better to the people i’m around, to help them and take care of them in a more meaningful way.

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4 months ago

not as sweet as you. ^^

did you know someone once told me if they werent the one to hurt me you would do it. im ashamed of the fact i blushed, i just hope i hid it from that person well enough. -⛓

oh, that’s quite interesting.

are you saying you want me to hurt you, anon?

and here i thought you were more of the innocent, quiet type.


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4 months ago

i wonder where the “x” anon is…

4 months ago

its hard not to when youre so amazing, and mean so much to me. like what if you find out which anya i am and realise you have no intrest in me because of it.. -⛓

you will never know, until you try.

i’m surprised you think i’m so amazing, honestly.


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4 months ago

how was your sleep? i hope you are well rested today -⛓

i am quite well rested! i’ve got a somewhat busy day, but i’m ready for the day ahead!


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4 months ago

i’m a sick, sick man, aren’t i.

sick for wanting the duality of life itself, sick for wanting you. sick for wanting you at your worst, the screaming and manipulation and threat. sick for wanting you at your best, even if your best is feral and violent and obsessive.

i will bow before your alter, for forever, if it means i get to be near you for forever.

i want him at the red crescent-moon-shaped indents that bubble up blood as i beg and plead and cry, and i want him at the soft, soothing, big brown eyes as we both gently whisper murmurings of forgiveness.

i am but a sick man.


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4 months ago

i wonder where the ⛓️ anon went . . .

i’m still so deeply curious as to who it is.

4 months ago

Thats, reassuring at least. I think I can maybe get away with saying that I am a mw fictive, Im just not the one in your tags.. I am also very mentally ill in general. Do you have any guesses as to who I might be, my lovely captain? I believe you are smart enough to figure it out, youre are amazing like that. -⛓

i’m assuming a fictive of anya?

perhaps you may not be in the tags. that does not mean i don’t care for you. i care deeply for all of my crew.

thank you for the compliments, however. it’s endearing.


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4 months ago

i think i found one of the other anon's blogs and its making me have intense feelings of "no! he is mine you cant have him!" i dont wish any harm on this anon but im inexplicably grr about it in a "no, dont take him from me!" kind of way.. also you changing your @ scared me for a second, i thought you blocked me or got termed or something.. -⛓

well, i certainly didn’t mean to scare you! i thought the old @ was a tongue twister, and a little too repetitive. i also couldn’t remember the order the words went in, so i thought i’d change it.

awe, anon! you sure know how to make a guy feel rather special.


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4 months ago

pick your poison (version of me):

— fuzzy-brained, whorish puppy

— self-hating, disgusting mutt

— your loyal, possessive dog.


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