The-murder-of-crows10000 - Your Majestic Fox Princess

I found this quiz that tells you what gender role you fulfill and it kinda smacks lol

i'm trying to prove a point to my mom

reblog if you love killing and eating innocent civilians

reminder that if you ever meet a sweet, morally good, chivalrous knight: it's your most sincere obligation to corrupt them. "but my vows," this, "this is against the rules," that. if you haven't completely fucked up their entire code of conduct and destroyed all ability to discern right from wrong without you being the one to tell them by the time you're done with them, then you need to up your game. inside that pretty, rule-following chained dog of a knight is someone yearning to be set free of their self-imposed shackles, and it's your duty to help them get there.

I just got polls, so naturally I have to make one. Iiiiiit's trolley problem time!

5 of your close friends are tied to a track, you can stop the train, and the person tying people to tracks, but you have to kill both them and the conductor. The conductor is just doing their job, and unknowing aid.

girl who immediately spreads her legs when you say the word pet

vampire mistress who keeps her mansion dark but for the dim fireplace by which she resides. keeps the rooms cold but for the blankets at her feet and the sheets under which she falsely slumbers. keeps the corridors winding into new and bewildering routes, that lead you nowhere but back to her. who keeps her cabinets and door handles just a little room high to comfortably reach. who collars you with a ringing charm that lets her all her monstrous servants get just close enough that you can see them peering at you hungrily in the darkness. who makes all the furniture just a little too uncomfortable and unwelcoming.

all so curling up at her knees and begging for a soothing hand on your head becomes merely the most natural thing to do. and appears natural to her, so you never even realise every single step of this was planned to leave you the perfect, helpless, needy pet you are.

SHE KNOWS

there’s a war between Sucking and Fucking

We All Got That Friend Who Think They Can Outwit The Gods And Evade Their Fate

Open me up

Take the scalpel to my sternum

Collect my blood in a cup

Slide it down to my appendix

Split my skin open

Caress my body slowly

Take in my hemoglobin

Reach inside and start pulling

Am I not enough?

Remove my organs individually

I'm your star for snuff

Organize them big to small

They are not necessary

Clean out my insides

I love you mon chéri

With tears I pledge loyalty

You fill my cavity

With gears and ticking

You sate my depravity

And yet I hunger for more

You show I am enough

Through pain and pleasure

You cut my inadequacy - it's slough

A surgical lover mending the broken

You love me for me

You make me greater

You fill me with glee

You own me

You don't want control

You want to see me happy

You want to make me whole

You are succeeding

I was broken

You fixed me

I've awoken

You love me

We love each other

Two broken people

Slowly mending rather

We fix each other

Like two machines doing maintenance

Like two dolls doing repairs

Like two supplicants doing worship

Like two people doing their best