if i fell in a giant waffle maker or pancake maker or jerky maker or sausage maker and turned into laceywaffles or laceypancakes or laceyjerky or laceysausage would you eat them
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if i fell in a giant waffle maker or pancake maker or jerky maker or sausage maker and turned into laceywaffles or laceypancakes or laceyjerky or laceysausage would you eat them
sexting and involuntarily a personality that i can only describe as "the roaring knight if it was trying to fuck" started talking and only feels fluent to type in in that single scenario. which could mean nothing.
it was good at it, for the record. very good at it.
sexting and involuntarily a personality that i can only describe as "the roaring knight if it was trying to fuck" started talking and only feels fluent to type in in that single scenario. which could mean nothing.
my bloodlust is back in full force. i need to hurt someone sooo bad i need to see blood SO BAD
i NEED to kick a boy in the ribs till he CUMS!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NOW!!!!!!!! IM GONNA BREAK SOME BOYS WRISTS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
the big ultimate curse that keeps bringing me back to these asks is that its so scary to casually dm someone strange and unethical fantasies without prompting. but know that theyre always in my head. woof
dont worryi am a deeply strange and unethical person. i love the strange and unethical i <3 Evil Shit
I’m still alive and renamon’s still hot
brainwashed/broken into marrying your rival bad end has been bouncing around in my head for a few days atp
empty eyed boyish housewife in a plain dress and an apron who doesn't seem like she's all there when she talks to you
she doesn't really speak much but when she does her voice is the softest thing you've ever heard. she's got a lot of scars covering her body but dresses to cover them and says she doesn't know how she got them. she can't remember much of anything anymore. she spends her days mostly wandering the house and doing chores but occasionally you'll see her walking to the market. one time you got a glimpse down her shirt and she was flat chested with no bra and her nipples were kind of puffy
she got harassed by a group of people on her walk today. they kept calling the name of an unfamiliar boy. one of them forced a sword into her hands and told her to try swinging it, that it might help her remember. it felt awkward and heavy in her hands, and when she tried swinging it it tipped out of her grasp and landed in the dirt. she was on the verge of tears and just kept telling them she just wanted to leave, but they continued trying to lead her away. she was lucky her wife had been close by and heard the commotion, rushing over and embracing her. the group seemed scared of her, for some reason. when they got home she was told she wouldn't be allowed to leave the house alone again for a while, in case they came back. she didn't argue it at all.
mhm, though i do think there's the additional element of humiliation present even if it's not really understood by our victim. in some ways i think it's worse than simply being collared and kept as a pet, stripped of your dignity but still left with the spirit to resist, or the hope that one day you'll be free. like this none of that will exist, you're just an empty husk stripped of "you", married to the only person who could challenge your strength, the one you hated the most. and you're happy, or at least what's left of your mind is. what would your past self think upon seeing the state you're in, i wonder?
really really good addition ty for this
makes out with you til youre out of breath
this is easy because i run out of breath so easy. i <3 gasping for air
its so funny because i dont actually really know anything about knights or royalty or whatever but it doesnt stop me from making up bullshit. i think it would just be really entertaining to be a terrible royal who spends all its time messing with its favorite knight. theres probably like hypothetical castle assaliants that you should be fighting off but i just keep calling you to my personal quarters and finding stupid excuses to strip you of your armor and grope you and it's literally fine because i said so. the whimpering coming from my room is not real and royal hr will never ever ever get me
every time i go in the streets the local landsknecht take me aside and thank me cheerfully and they buy me drinks when i go to the tavern and i always ask them "why are you doing this? we havent even met, i dont know you?" and they laugh uproariously and say "because your ruler is always taking you off the battlefield, the court must pay us a great sum to fight in your stead!" and they pat me on the back real hard and i have to nervously chuckle along because i really dont know how to tell them its just because my liege wants to touch my breasts
the royal court always look at me with a sort of pity in their eyes, like youd look at an unwell dog or something. they give me half hearted "i hope you're well, lady knight..." as i walk by like i need well wishes. once one of the older member approached me and said "you know you can refuse, yes? just because you are under employ of our leige doesnt mean your entire body belongs to it." and i couldnt find the words to say but i felt my grip on the hilt of my blade grow tighter than it ever had before
the castle maids ask if im happy, i say "my liege always smile when it sees me". that answer always makes them frown
you have to understand that when i start typing out forlorn scenarios like these its coming from a place thats far more deeply and ravenously horny than any pit i ever access while flustered
I GRIN REALLY SICKENINGLY
to be honest sometimes i sit alone in my quarters and hold my blade in my hands and just stare down at it. sometimes, when the angle is just right, i see my own reflection staring back at me and it makes me feel sick. i place the blade down, and i lay down on my bed with my chest laid bare. just like im taught.
its so funny because i dont actually really know anything about knights or royalty or whatever but it doesnt stop me from making up bullshit. i think it would just be really entertaining to be a terrible royal who spends all its time messing with its favorite knight. theres probably like hypothetical castle assaliants that you should be fighting off but i just keep calling you to my personal quarters and finding stupid excuses to strip you of your armor and grope you and it's literally fine because i said so. the whimpering coming from my room is not real and royal hr will never ever ever get me
every time i go in the streets the local landsknecht take me aside and thank me cheerfully and they buy me drinks when i go to the tavern and i always ask them "why are you doing this? we havent even met, i dont know you?" and they laugh uproariously and say "because your ruler is always taking you off the battlefield, the court must pay us a great sum to fight in your stead!" and they pat me on the back real hard and i have to nervously chuckle along because i really dont know how to tell them its just because my liege wants to touch my breasts
the royal court always look at me with a sort of pity in their eyes, like youd look at an unwell dog or something. they give me half hearted "i hope you're well, lady knight..." as i walk by like i need well wishes. once one of the older member approached me and said "you know you can refuse, yes? just because you are under employ of our leige doesnt mean your entire body belongs to it." and i couldnt find the words to say but i felt my grip on the hilt of my blade grow tighter than it ever had before
the castle maids ask if im happy, i say "my liege always smile when it sees me". that answer always makes them frown
its so funny because i dont actually really know anything about knights or royalty or whatever but it doesnt stop me from making up bullshit. i think it would just be really entertaining to be a terrible royal who spends all its time messing with its favorite knight. theres probably like hypothetical castle assaliants that you should be fighting off but i just keep calling you to my personal quarters and finding stupid excuses to strip you of your armor and grope you and it's literally fine because i said so. the whimpering coming from my room is not real and royal hr will never ever ever get me
every time i go in the streets the local landsknecht take me aside and thank me cheerfully and they buy me drinks when i go to the tavern and i always ask them "why are you doing this? we havent even met, i dont know you?" and they laugh uproariously and say "because your ruler is always taking you off the battlefield, the court must pay us a great sum to fight in your stead!" and they pat me on the back real hard and i have to nervously chuckle along because i really dont know how to tell them its just because my liege wants to touch my breasts
the royal court always look at me with a sort of pity in their eyes, like youd look at an unwell dog or something. they give me half hearted "i hope you're well, lady knight..." as i walk by like i need well wishes. once one of the older member approached me and said "you know you can refuse, yes? just because you are under employ of our leige doesnt mean your entire body belongs to it." and i couldnt find the words to say but i felt my grip on the hilt of my blade grow tighter than it ever had before
its so funny because i dont actually really know anything about knights or royalty or whatever but it doesnt stop me from making up bullshit. i think it would just be really entertaining to be a terrible royal who spends all its time messing with its favorite knight. theres probably like hypothetical castle assaliants that you should be fighting off but i just keep calling you to my personal quarters and finding stupid excuses to strip you of your armor and grope you and it's literally fine because i said so. the whimpering coming from my room is not real and royal hr will never ever ever get me
every time i go in the streets the local landsknecht take me aside and thank me cheerfully and they buy me drinks when i go to the tavern and i always ask them "why are you doing this? we havent even met, i dont know you?" and they laugh uproariously and say "because your ruler is always taking you off the battlefield, the court must pay us a great sum to fight in your stead!" and they pat me on the back real hard and i have to nervously chuckle along because i really dont know how to tell them its just because my liege wants to touch my breasts
I may be sick but at least I make my granny shawl look hot as fuck
I'm sick again have some titty