This Would Fix Me - Blog Posts

pov: the dark lord is about to tie you down to that four poster bed.

been thinking about ponyos parents a lot recently

understimulation was never an issue for me growing up because i could visit the beach and get my hands and feet and arms and legs all scraped up by sand and rocks and then take a dip in the salt water and feel it in every open wound on my body

Pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease

A mechanic slick with oil and blood, repairing her robot girlfriend by carefully grafting her own muscle and sinew into rods and wiring. Coveralls half-unzipped over a tank top stained dark crimson, a sheen of sweat glistening on her skin as she unstrings herself into her love, watching new tendons flex alongside tensile steel. Her body taut like a wire about to snap as she braces herself against the pain, she sees her lover finally start the reboot process, the light returning to her holographic eyes as the world starts to slowly dim and fall away.

"Come on, baby. I just need to fix you until you can fix me."