⋆ ⋆ ⋆ reactive, isolated freak dog with a biting habit. ☣︎ owned by miles + skott . ♡
more below .
this is my safe space to post whatever i feel like, i guess. my posts will mostly contain extreme and sensitive content, including; mentions of self-harm, suicidal ideation, childhood trauma, hypersexuality, graphic raw vents, intrusive thoughts, dark/hard/trauma kinks, etc… more to be added.
my interests include; the backrooms and other indie horror games, FNAF, music, darkships, dark/dead dove media
⌖ para & profic/proship safe. the only ‘anti’ I practice is anti-contact/real harm of non-consenting parties.. everything i post is strictly fantasy, practiced consensually & safely, or by myself. i like harmful fiction and fiction only. anyone with common sense should be able to separate fiction from reality but if you can’t, or personally struggle to, that’s not my problem and it doesn’t mean that i’m affected the same... if you don’t like what i post, you can block me.
☣︎ collectively, my system suffers with a disordered paraphilia along with non-disordered paras. i only post about the non-disordered ones. we’re anti-contact and pro-consensual contact.
KINKS: cnc/rapeplay, dubcon, stockholm syndrome, drugging and intox, corruption and mind-break, s/h, piss, anal, bodily fluids, abuser x abused, abused x abused, age gap, faux-sympathy, hunter x prey, primal, cannibalism, extreme degradation, virginity, forced feminization, more to be added.
all of these are fantasy and entirely consensual.
𓄧 minors, ageless blogs and pro-contact/pro-harm don’t interact. that includes reblogs, likes or comments. children, dead bodies, and animals cannot consent. if you think they can, stay far away from me.
also stay the fuck away from me if you believe all paraphiles are pro-contact sex offenders and rapists. you’re contributing to stigma and it hurts those of us who are trying to recover.
⨥ i use transids, but i’m not a radqueer. i’m anti real, genuine harm. i identify with transharmed/transharmful labels due to very real trauma i’ve endured. i DO NOT under ANY circumstances, condone REAL abuse. all of our identities are iust related to the concept, experience and/or feeling of said thing.
romantic or sexual advances, messages, comments, etc, will get you blocked immediately. please, don’t fucking try it . we’re collectively taken and utterly devoted to our beautiful partner system.
♱ i’m not a social canine. we can be mutuals…? but don’t expect me to answer you. i’m sickly asocial, i have a tendency to get snappy and defensive when i’m nervous.
nooo haha don't force me to confess all the gross things i want you to do to me in attempt to embarrass and humiliate me nooooo lol that would suuuuuck hahaha...
Ok but be honest, is there anything better than when you’re rimming him and you push your tongue up into his hole for the first time and you hear him moan just a little and you feel so disgusted with yourself but you’ve never been happier and felt more at home so you just let go and push in further, wiggling your tongue around and exploring his asshole, trying to make him feel good and trying to lower yourself just that little bit more until there’s nothing left and you’re literally just a vessel for his twisted desires?
Thinking about a ballgag but it's actually chew toy that squeaks every time I bite it so when I'm getting used my owner can hear the noises when they pound me too roughly or deep
attackdog puppyplay where I rip your enemies to bloody pieces and then lay my head in your lap to hear ‘attaboy’ and feel fingers in my sweaty, bloody hair
"I'm so fucking sorry. I'm so fucking sorry. I know you'll forgive me right? I know you. You'll forgive me. Right?" while holding you down on your bed and fucking your ass after getting you crossfaded
i’ll take you to the backrooms and beat you bloody .. then i’ll press your face into the floor, and force you to associate that lovely, loud buzzing with your deflowering.
doesn’t that sound nice ?
fuck.. please. i want you to break me so fucking bad i piss myself like a pathetic dog every time i hear it. my mind will just.. replay the trauma over and over.
my favorite thing… ruined, because of you.
i want you to condition me into fearing all of my favorite things.