See You, Space Cowboy…

if you’re a minor, fuck off.

[dante-mightdie]

masterlist.

ABOUT MY PAGE:

I hope I don’t sound rude when I say this but i write for myself and no one else. i just choose to share those thoughts with tumblr.

I only take requests for 141. If you send me requests containing other characters, they will be ignored/deleted.

I try to avoid writing appearance specific readers to make my writing more inclusive. at most it will be very minor character traits

WHAT I WONT WRITE:

I will add to the list of what i won’t write if i remember something that i forgot to put on here.

beastiality

ageplay/raceplay

pedophilia

scat

vomit

minors please do not interact with this page. none of my content is for you.

your media consumption is your own responsibility. i will add trigger warnings if i see fit so if you don’t want to see anything that isn’t listed above, avoid my page.

[dante-mightdie]

So I saw your "won't write list" and I saw piss kinks weren't on it and just wanted to check how we feel about piss kinks

-👀

We love piss kink here

[dante-mightdie]

is this a safe space to say that I think about simon and price pissing themselves on a daily basis?

[dante-mightdie]

I hope you’re doing okay, I miss seeing your posts in my feed <3

I’m okay. Life is still a bit shit but I recently reconnected with my mum and sister and went to visit some extended family

woke up every morning down there to lambs and cows outside my window, liked imagining that I was finally getting to live my farmer’s wife fantasy

currently rewatching the boys and smoking some weed. might try and write something today for you guys if anything tickles my brain

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is it that john price the kitty slayer

Nah that was a one and done type thing.

This is my friend I’ve known for years. He has a southern accent and big ass arms. hugedicktoo

[dante-mightdie]

love, I really hope that one day you can feel God with yourself. Send you all of my best thoughts and wishes.

The one good thing is I have a southern man in my life who will send me bicep pictures when I ask him to

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i hope you are doing ok <3

One day I hope I can respond to a message like this with a positive note. I hope I can say that life is going great, I have friends who love me and a partner who makes me happy, my job is fulfilling, my skin is glowing.

But for now, as always, I’m doing terrible. I really don’t know how everyone does it. I’m ready to die any day now. Being ugly and poor is genuinely a miserable life. Not even a life really. I don’t feel like I’m living, just existing.

[dante-mightdie]

inspired by that sound on tiktok

simon standing at a bus stop in london, he fucking hates this city but sometimes he has business to take care of here. as usual, it’s pissing down with rain and he didn’t bring an umbrella or a hoodie

he’s more bothered about the fact that his cigarette is getting wet and keeps dwindling out. he’s got 5 minutes until the bus gets here and he really doesn’t feel like rolling another one

he’s already agitated and he’s gonna take it out ont he next person who talks to him. or so he thinks, until he feels a light tap on the back of his shoulder. he straightens up and turns with purpose, only to slump in annoyance when he sees you. a pretty thing that he already knows he can’t be a cunt to

there’s normally only one reason someone as sweet as you might approach him and his eyes scan about for any wrongen who might be bothering you but he finds none, just your hand held out with a closed up umbrella wrapped in your palm

“hi… sorry to bother you, I just thought you might want my spare umbrella. I brought it with me by mistake and you look like you need it more than I do…” you smile nervously, clearly off-put by the furrow in his brow and steely look clouding his eyes

he stares at you for a few seconds, unmoving and he thinks you might give up. he sighs and reaches into his pocket, pulling out an old receipt before scribbling something on the back. snatches the umbrella and shoves the piece of paper into your hand

“take this.” he grumbles, not looking at you. he doesn’t need a reminder of your unwavering gaze and welcoming eyes so soon

“anyone gives yeh any bother, call me. I’ll fuckin’ kill ‘em for yeh.”

he doesn’t give you a chance to respond before stubbing out his cigarette and getting on his bus which arrived a bit too soon for his liking

[dante-mightdie]

Got cracked last night by a hairy guy (yum) with big arms and hands and shoulders

Just pretended that it was John Price the whole time

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Also, he kept referring to my pussy as ‘she’

“Does she feel good?”

“How’s she doing? She sore?”

And that really did it for me. TELL ME THATS NOT JOHN PRICE CODED

[dante-mightdie]

Got cracked last night by a hairy guy (yum) with big arms and hands and shoulders

Just pretended that it was John Price the whole time

[dante-mightdie]

might be getting cracked tonight

[dante-mightdie]

I was a frequent abuser for 4 years. It does get better 🩷

I was sober for about 6 months and my mental health just dropped completely. I miss my cat, I hate my job and I just didn’t want to get out of bed.

Now I’m using again and drinking more and I just feel much better most nights. Until the hangover hits and I have to pour Wray & Nephew at my job the next day

[dante-mightdie]

hope you’re well, i miss seeing you on here!

I have begun abusing substances and alcohol again

So I’m honestly doing great

[dante-mightdie]

He gets a bit too excited seeing the pretty girls with a fresh pedi and a couple gleaming toe rings

—likes to suck them off one at a time—

WHO SAID THAT

Type of man who has your feet in his lap whilst you’re watching TV. Hands massaging the arches all innocent like until you start rubbing his crotch over his plaid pajama pants with your toes.

And soon enough he’s gripping your ankle in place and humping your foot until he cums in his boxers

WHO KEEPS SAYING THIS STUFF

[dante-mightdie]

john price is the kind of man who pays pretty girls to put their feet on his face so he can kiss them and nuzzle them whilst they stroke his cock

WHO SAID THAT

[dante-mightdie]

I’m being so deadly serious right now if you believe that ethan winters is beating leon in a fight, unfollow and block me right now. I don’t have time for stupid bitches.

[dante-mightdie]

oh I just need to be john’s bimbo wife so bad!

and he’s so grumpy and his back aches all the time and he’s gotta take viagra to get it up for you. and he’s got so much money stashed away in his savings and ISAs and retirement fund and he refuses to waste it on trivial things

type of man whose got a little bit of a beer gut going on, somewhere nice and soft for you to rest your head after he’s fucked you into the mattress. his big meaty paw stroking through your hair, shushing you softly when you begin to yap a bit too much for his tired brain

the food shop is always a bit too expensive because he refuses to eat any meal that doesn’t come with a big chunk of red meat on the plate. wether it’s steak, lamb or pork. sometimes you just want a nice plate of pasta but god forbid you make a fettuccine alfredo without a sirloin on the side for him

leans back in his chair to unbuckle his belt and pop open the button on his jeans when he’s stuffed with food. his hand stroking the back of your thigh when you come beside him to clean his plate. rumbling a soft, “thank you, dolly…”

spends his free time on his back under his truck or renovating part of the house or fixing the leaky plumbing in the bathroom. he’s just a good capable man overall.

I wanna bite him.