He's So Cute I Need Him Muzzled.

Hickeys? Hot. Bite marks? Hotter. The imprint of my hands left on your wrists after pinning them so hard that it looks like a burn? Fucking perfect.

I know for a fact Jareth’s room is fucking messy, it’s messy in a Howl Pendragon way but also if like rococo period lace and drapery threw up everywhere as well as like some shiny things and glitter. It’s like a 18th century prince bachelor pad.

There’s lit candles everywhere where it’s probably a serious fire hazard, he has a writing desk filled with half finished letters and paperwork and ink-splatted paper, quills, and inkwells. He’s both too lazy and too entitled to really clean or organize anything. There’s a bunch of broken furniture and shit in a corner collecting cobwebs and he won’t throw it away or anything. you cannot see the floor.

"You," he said, "are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain."

Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls

Perv gf that gets wet from watching you jerk off

Don't look away little rope bunny♡

Don’t pull out. I have separation anxiety 🥺

“open your fucking legs or it’s going in your ass” 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫🫠🫠