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" you guys shouldn't be wishing for an obssesive boyfriend ! ! he'll stalk and kidnap you and take you away from your family ! ! " you . . . PROMISE ! ?
smash or pass
hmmmm
tentative smash
I want so badly for a gross crusty old man to grab me and force me into his basement where he’s collected all my favorite things from weeks of stalking. I want him to tell me I have no choice but to pretend to be his daughter now, that from now on he’ll be my dad. UGH UGHHHHG WHATEVERRR I know people like thatdont exist and it would be way too easy for someone like that to take advantage of me and force me into a non-familial situation. But why don’t strictly familial obsessions exist??? Why can’t I be forced to be the perfect daughter????
da gang (wittly is part of the gang, we've decided)
ᵖᵒᵒʳ, ˢᵃᵈ ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ ᵃⁿᵍᵉˡ ᵃˡˡ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵉ ᵒⁿ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᵉᵃʳᵗʰ
ʷᵒⁿ'ᵗ ᵃⁿʸᵇᵒᵈʸ ˢᵃᵛᵉ ᵐᵉ ᶠʳᵒᵐ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ?
God, the way I’d ravage you if I could. To see your body react to wave after wave of pleasure, the joy of watching you squirm under my touch knowing that no one can make you feel the way I can. To watch you slowly lose all sense of reason and speech as I slam my hips into you over, and over, and over again– each thrust inching you closer and closer to madness. Your adorable mind struggles to form sentences, whimpering and shaking, begging me not to stop. This is your reward for your devotion. Your reward for chasing after me for all of these years.
I hope you’re never satisfied. Keep crawling back to my feet for more.
…
I have to work again today, don’t I? Fuck.
i can’t stop thinking about it.
i can’t stop thinking about you.
you truly are a gift sent down from above just for me to adore.
the way you laugh, the way you speak to me, the way you’re so gentle…
but i could never ask you to be gentle with the worthless me. i am yours to use as you wish until you grow bored of me.
all of me belongs to you forever and always.
because i love you.