Little omega prince taking his knights knot even though he knows he’s not supposed to. Being locked together for hours on end and when it finally deflates demanding he be knotted again.
“My prince…take a break please. I don’t want to hurt you. My knot is yours and yours alone I swear it.”
“Yes, it’s mine. Which means I’ll use it whenever I want. Now. Again.”
Because what’s a bigger fuck you to his dad than making sure it takes, making sure the first royal pup born into the new generation is a mutt.
familial abuse - self-harm - suicide attempts - dissociation - psychosis - mental asylums - void - hatred - sexual abuse - sex work - and much more -
there’s some light, yes, but it hides well...
i don’t want to harm you.
read with care, or don’t, both are valid
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have a nice day, if that's possible, and thank you for reading.
by the way, i have an alt account now, it's for random things, not really sure what i'll do with it to be honest, but here it is: altera-soror-ithilguli
disclaimer:
all of the poems posted in this account (that aren't reblogs of course) are mine, from my partner, or some entity inside my head, or her head, but in any way, these are not to be reposted anywhere without proper credit, thanks for reading.
I just found my writing from 2019. A gay version of Beauty and the Beast, but instead of cursed furniture servants, they have cats. This is not bad, actually...