Fyi If We're Mutuals You Have Full Consent To Be As Feral As You Want In Asks And Dms

Here’s some tortilla it was made with anger 💜

The less attention I get the more whorey I become I fear

Plsplsplsplspls give me your bad girl thoughts on any topic or like deepest darkest kinks or something I need someone to give me cuddles and tell me things I’ll listen please please please

How I like it.

That blissed-out, fucked-stupid smile, lips parted, eyes glazed with pure need—like a pretty little trans girl lost in the pleasure of finally being seen, wanted. When words barely make sense, but she just nods, clinging to every touch, every praise, like it’s the sweetest affirmation of who she is. That soft, desperate look that says, more, please. Ruin me. Make me yours. Make me feel real.

Oh, angel.

Your mind has been a mess, and you've approached your breaking point. The tears have come, your legs feel like jelly, and the tens of thousands of bad thoughts won't stop running around in that overwhelmed head of yours. Your aching chest feels heavy, and you can't seem to even catch your own breath.

You poor, sweet thing.

But suddenly, there she is.

Your saviour. Your guiding light in moments of need. Your protector. Your domme.

She'll take your face into her hands, and her thumb will brush those tears away, with a touch feather-light. She'll kiss your head, she'll pull your front against her with your body in her lap, and she'll soothe you more than anything else ever could. Her coo's will calm your busy thoughts and her kisses will slow your racing heart. Oh love, where are your worries now, hm? You're perfect like this.

"It's alright, darling. I've got you. Just fall into me."

And fall you do. With your tears now dried and your face nuzzled into her neck, she'll do all the thinking for you, and you love things this way. So, you'll nuzzle deeper into her when her fingers find their way between your thighs, and follow her words. "Just breathe, my sweet love. Just breathe for me."

Let her thrusts shut your mind down even more. Let her lift your heavy head up and allow her to shut away your anxious words by letting her tongue fill your mouth instead. Let her unravel you, let her break you apart bit by bit, and know that she's enjoying it. You needed her, and here she is.

So you'll thank her. Again and again, you'll thank her. And when it's done, when she's pulled you apart and stitched you back together with her praises and a warm bath, know that she's waiting for you to need her all over again.

"Nobody else will ever get to see you like this, and nobody else will ever get to break you apart. You're mine to ruin, and mine to put back together."

"Always."

I need someone cruel to kick me till I cry and then make me grind on their boot untill I cum

I want them to grip me by the neck so I have to look into their eyes as I degrade myself for their entertainment

Make sure to microchip your pup so that no matter how many times they get kidnapped and used and left in an alley or on the side of the road, you can always show up to save the day before setting it up to happen again.

I need to get more into hypnosis it’s such a hot concept whhwiwjwije ruff ruff

⚠️(dubcon hypnosis)

Mara and Daisy ❤️

I’m debating… I have some kinks I want to like rant about and just go absolute batshit but then like 60% of people will think I’m really gross

Aka do I ruin my namesake for the funnies or make a secondary blog like day 3 back on tumblr this is definitely either a make or break mental health edition

Hard sour candy is so good holy shit I love sour like if sour candy was a person I’d be on my knees and sucking anything they wanted me to is that weird

how i should be treated rn