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Ouhh emo loser who's kinda mean x a degenerate who's a nerd about knives
Let me cvt you while you insult me.. call me a sick freak while I open you up. ill give you scars from my knife and you'll give me scars from your cigarettes
shut the FUCK up. i dont like you. genuinely, you are such an annoying person. i only put up with you because you give alright head. that's it. you are nothing but a tool for me. i could easily replace you, so be quiet and get on your knees. jesus christ.. are you THAT desperate for me to keep you around or something? you look like a mess. it's kinda cute. god, don't look at me. just keep sucking. yeah.. just like that, man.
Dude, are you fucking hard right now? Did you seriously get hard over me punching you? Oh my god, you really are a freak, huh? Want me to beat you up more or something?
...You do? Like actually? Man, you're really fucking weird. I'll beat you up if you stay quiet. I don't want to hear any weird moaning shit. Sicko.
im actually really condescending during sex LOL ill say shit like
"youre actually wet right now?"
"jesus christ why are you so wet?"
"that slid in way too fast, man."
"i like you better when you're quiet."
"shut the fuck up, dude."
i dont even do it to like.. be kinky. i just do it. i think im just mean spirited when im in the zone
if i see you like my posts im counting that as consent to hunt you
i need someone who loves my freak (worsening mental illness and delusions)
"you're like a brother to me" can be such a romantic phrase
not even necessarily in a fauxcest way, but in the way that brothership can be a sign of such a deep bond that you feel like whatever brought you two together has entwined you
like a "we both survived this shit and we did it because we were together, and thatll never change" bond
im gonna pull out my knife collection and stab you with every single one once. maybe you can choose your favourite for next time :)
tw blo0d
tie me up in the woods at night.. beat me up til im all blo0dy.. and just leave me there until morning
once you see me again, covered in my dried blo0d, all you can do is fuck out the rest of my strength left
im a med student so obviously someone should help me study by letting me dissect them... rightt?
haha you're so funny im going to follow you home (flirting)
i want to put my cigarettes out on some twinks arm
sex with a degenerate loser who's a bit mean to me
cowboy makig me ride his gun... cowboy making me grind on his boot... cowboy tying me up with his lasso and forcing room temperature beer down my throat... mgmtmsmam
fucking him so hard my brain has gone to mush and im just a feral dog rutting into him over and over again
pressing the emergency stop button in the elevator so i can grab my boyfriend and pound into him as hard as i can, coming inside of him.
i immediately press it to turn it off, watching him quickly try to compose himself before the doors reopen.
fucking a boy until he starts crying, getting hard from his whines and pleads to get off of him ;(
VALIDATING TRANS MEN>>>>>
Prince who starts invalidating himself and going to royal events as a princess to please his family, knight who corners him later, not following any orders nor letting him come unless he admits he's a boy. (After all, the knight's job is to protect the prince)
Prince being pushed into an abandoned corridor and glaring at the knight.
“What is your problem?!”
“What’s yours? What is all this? Where are your button ups, your trousers? Why are you parading around in corsets and lace?”
Prince who scoffs and crosses his arms. He looks away from the knight and forces his eyes on some random tapestry on the wall.
“Father is done entertaining me. They let wear my hair short and wear my brothers clothes for years. But now I’m an adult, it’s time to stop playing pretend and be the princess the kingdom needs. They’re giving me some time to let my hair grow, and then I’ll be presented with suitors. Each from our ally kingdoms, and I will choose one to marry.”
Knight who shakes his head. It can’t be true. He has been at the prince’s side since they were kids, he’d know if he was protecting a girl. Even with the corset and light flowing fabrics, that’s a boy. That’s his boy.
The same boy who would wrestle with him in his room, and get scolded for stealing extra bread from the kitchen. There was never a princess, always a prince. And he was a damn good one. Whatever is happening here is hurting him, and as his knight it’s his job to make it right.
That’s why he doesn’t hesitate when he takes the sword to the dress. When he chops away at the skirt and watches the way it tears.
“Hey! What are you doing?!”
“Reminding you who you are! This isn’t you, you’re not a princess. You’re not some dainty girl who needs protecting, who falls in line and does whatever she’s told. Where’s your fire? Where are you? You’re an imposter standing infront of me. My prince would never-“
“Oh please! I was never your prince. You’re being ridiculous.” Prince that tried to push past the knight, only to be slammed backwards into the wall once again. “Stop that!”
“I don’t follow orders from any princess. Only my prince can command me.” As he pushes his hands under the torn fabric, feeling for that spot between his legs that he knows oh too well. His fingers quickly find the bundle of nerves that they’ve called his cock on many occasions.
“Oh fuck…”
“How can you say you’re a girl, hmm? When you get so worked up from having your cock played with. Silly boy, so confused. I’ll remind you, don’t worry.”
Pulling his head back by his hair and kissing all the spots he knows drives his boy crazy. Nobody knows the prince better than him. Teeth piercing into flesh, breathing uneven, and eyes glazed over with lust. Even in a dress, he can still see the boy buried underneath. Beautiful, breath taking, in need of rescue.
Prince’s hands cling to the knight, just as they have many nights before. It isn’t fair, the prince can only feel cold armor, while his knight is spoiled in the warmth of his cunt. Fingers rubbing and prodding, sliding through slick and pressing him further and further.
“Please please I have to cum please.”
Fingers that pinch at the small bud, making the prince moan and writhe.
“Who’s asking to cum?”
“Ah…fuck.. your princess is telling you. M..make me cum.”
Knight that clicks his tongue and stops the movement of his fingers.
“I only take orders from my prince.” His hand leaves his hair and instead wraps around the prince’s throat, both glaring at the other with no real hatred to fuel them. “Dress up is fun. But it’s time to stop playing around, little prince. My sweet boy. I know you’re in there. Come back to me and I’ll make you cum until you so many times you lose track.”
Prince letting out a shakey breath. He doesn’t want to disappoint his father, but it’s so hard. So hard pretending to be something he’s not and maybe that’s why he can’t stop the sob that leaves him as he falls forward and wraps his arms lovingly around his knight.
“Please…please? Get me out of here. Take me back to my- to our chambers and have me. Take me. Please, I need you.”
Knight who pauses, his arms falling to his sides.
“Who’s asking me?”
“Your Prince.”
Knight who wraps his arms around the trembling boy, kissing the top of his head before he picks him up.
“Anything you want, my darling prince.”
behind this soft exterior is a luxury interior with high quality materials and thoughtful, refined details
i've got a 3.5 inch internally mounted floppy drive in the back here. you could transfer your data at 1000kilobits/s all night baby come on upload a patch to my medial prefrontal cortex—maybe after we could take you out of your casing and i can spit on it and render you nonfunctional. oh, sorry girls um released prior to the 1980s that's uh not gonna fit sorry
buzzing and whirring: servos swerve and shift my hips sorta to one side —hey baby,, do you come often?
you could wake up to this if you take a midday nap with me. i wear LONG pajamas when it is bedtime (10:30pm)
