the thing is, i think horror needs to have a little love. it needs to have an obsession. does the parasite in your body love you? it raises you from the dead, it sustains you. this is its body. this is your body. does the haunted house feel intruded upon? is it hungry? what is hatred but adoration?
"what the fuck is your problem?" (compliment)
when short people have an attitude whoa who asked you pocket pussy
real
“My poor baby. My poor sweet little boy,” I lament out loud over a whole grown adult man who is not mine but is in fact a fictional character with fictional hurts. What matters is my feelings are real
apologist? not necessarily. explainer? perhaps. understander? intimately. enjoyer? greatly. sexualizer? frequently,
*flirtatiously* haha you look like you’d bleed a lot
with more and more sites & hosting services banning nsfw content, being some sort of pervert becomes a moral imperative
in the mood to be possessively adored
You know the fic is going to be great when 😈
i may not be gods strongest warrior but there is all sorts of bullshit that he makes me deal with and i hndle it not very well usually
18+ only // i do art (slowly) // can call me cult or yin // he/him but if the reader is she/her then back in the closet i go // i reblog a ridiculous amount of stuff with attached rambles over on @cultish-reblogs
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