Say Hi To Robert

I don't know your family's Secrets,

But I know your dad bakes tasty pies,

And I don't know what's your favourite player,

But I know you play soccer on tuesdays,

And I never learnt your birthday,

But I'll be to your party with a gift,

And I don't remember your favourite colour,

But I know you like to paint,

And I don't recall your favourite anime's name,

But It reminds me of you whenever I find any.

I don't wish to know

any of these things I don't know,

Because to make you euphoric

is somebody else's Duty,

My Role

Is Just to make you happy.

And It might seem contradictory

(If only because we convinced ourselves

That affection is in intimacy

Alone)

I love you.

SHE KNOWS

could you please tell us the benefits of become a living dollgirl i am curious if its a worthy investment

Pretty dress up time!

No stupid gross visceral feelings like weird stomach gurgles

Joints are aesthetic and pretty

No one will ever hurt you the way you have been ever again

You get to be so pretty!

Dissociating and staring into space just seems like posing delicately

Speaking of: Posing delicately!

Flat, featureless crotch if you so wish

You have the objectum crowd to fawn over you too!

Being called out 😭

"i don't comment on ao3 because i don't wanna be annoying or weird" skill issue + you greatly underestimate the power dynamic here, writing multi paragraph comments is like feeding a bunch of deeply insane and possibly starved ducks at the park and watch them go completely mad over having received a piece of bread

she color on my sans until I othertale

Angel dom who pulls you in closer and closer with Its soft wings? Stinging and burning your skin so subtly, slowly with each loving touch and caress. Praising you in the sweetest of voices as you take it all, touches burning hot with each breath and gasp and moan

Angel dom who draws you in closer as It shoves Its tongue down your mouth, taking more and more of you as you feel It lowering Its collar around your head. The stinging heat of Its halo near your neck, a heavenly shock collar that'll brand you as a divine's lover if you even try to pull away

Finding true divinity in the way your hands tentatively roam Its body, in the way you flow along with Its words and touch. What do you say, will you let an angel worship a heavenly lover like you? <3

Eu tenho um poema pra postar

Mas eu tô enrolando faz,,,

*checa relógio*

Um tempo.

E eu tenho que descobrir como caralhos traduzir essa porra pra inglês sem saber divisão silábica/rima.

Ebony D'arkness Dementia Tampa Bay

the death is kind.