Had A Visual Image Of Shoving Edibles In His Mouth With My Fingers And Then Watching Him Swallow And

for some reason way above my comprehension, i couldn't stop my own body from accepting the weird invitation. when i heard that stupid little words coming out of his goddammit stupid mouth i lost my sense of reality, i felt my blood flowing painfully under my flesh.

"punch me like a man", so i did. my lord, i did it without any warning, without any pity, without any hesitation. my knuckles found his face in the same way the lips of hungry lovers search for each other. in the same way the teeth of a predator seek it's way towards the skin of the prey.

something about the way he spat the blood on the floor made my knees weak. something about the way he grinned with his teeth stained in red made my head spin. something about the way his sweaty binder is now with stains that smell like iron made me feel shivers down my spine. something about the way i felt in control and under control at the same time made my guts tremble.

next time i will hit harder.

does no one rp anymore? i don't know where to find people who'd wanna rp with me :c

has anyone figured out how to be a real person yet

i think getting my nose broken would be a religious experience

I guess this is a thing now...

Hey, there. This is mainly a blog I made to talk more openly about my queerness and hopefully interact with (possibly even befriend *looks at you with big eyes*) more trans/queer people. It's what it says on the label— this is my little corner :]

↳ Tank/Axe

↳ He/him + They/them

↳ closeted and untransitioned *sigh*

↳ adult (<25)

↳ this blog will contain nsfw content, you have been warned

↳ asks and dms are open!

↳ always open to make friends <33

↳ that being said, I do not owe anyone a response. if you're a creep/make me uncomfy, i won't hesitate to block

— rusted axe ▪︎☆ <- vent tag for the sake of blocking

not arguing with a pretty tboy who wants to stab me, whatever you say angel

If your in your room touching yourself, keep going and Reblog this little tumblr whore

get on your knees

blood play isn’t really my thing but getting bit so hard that i bleed… that’s a different story

something in me just wants to play wrestle with a boy i have intense homoerotic feelings towards