what reason do I have left to live when even the people who I trusted to stay wind up abandoning me too? everyone always fucking abandons me. I'm too autistic to have friends. I'm gonna kill myself
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what reason do I have left to live when even the people who I trusted to stay wind up abandoning me too? everyone always fucking abandons me. I'm too autistic to have friends. I'm gonna kill myself
27. “Do you think you deserve this?”
bc maybe that one has the strongest daddy simon vibes hello
“Do you think you deserve this?”
Wilhelm’s panting, hooded gaze is fixed on Simon’s fingertips, hovering in front of his face. Trembling, shining with his own release, his Daddy’s teasing him with these fingers. Forced to watch (don’t move, his Daddy had said), muscles locked in place, Wilhelm can’t help the half-sound whined from his lips as a drop of sticky come loses it’s fight with gravity, falling from Simon’s fingertips to the hardwood floor. What a waste. He hadn’t even got a taste yet; his Daddy getting himself off with precise strokes right in front of where Wilhelm’s sat so obediently on his knees. Wilhelm sways forward an inch, entranced by his Daddy’s dripping digits.
“Daddy-”
Simon’s eyes snap to his, stormy. Wilhelm shudders, rocking back again immediately. (Don’t move.)
“I said,” Simon emphasises, delicately drawing his hand closer to Wilhelm’s open mouth. (Don’t move, don’t move.)
Closer and closer Simon comes, until there’s naught but a hairsbreadth separating Simon’s deliciously dirty fingertips from Wilhelm’s bitten-red lips. Then closer still, and Wilhelm honest-to-god stops breathing as the dainty tips of Simon’s fingers breach the circle of his lips, without touching them at all. Wilhelm flattens his tongue to the base of his mouth, lest he be tempted to... to touch. Lick. Taste. He wants... fuck. (Don’t fucking move.)
“Do you think you deserve this?” Simon finishes his reiterated question in a whisper. Wilhelm’s eyes flutter closed, but he knows his Daddy’s raised an unimpressed eyebrow at the necessity of the repetition.
No, Wilhelm thinks. Wilhelm knows. But he can’t say it; can’t even shake his head, he’s not allowed yet. (Don’t move.)
No, Wilhelm thinks. No, Daddy. Then, help me deserve it? Make me, use me. Daddy, oh, Daddy, please help me deserve you.
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i might be writing drabbles if you wanna send me one of these prompts (but you can’t prove it)
i've decided to start uploading my renders/captures here.
i've ignored my tumblr for such a long time now and to this day i'm still wondering what to do with it. i thought hauling all the renders i do to here would be a great idea so i could showcase them to even more people.
the only thing is that my uploads are absolutely wonky that i have no idea if whether i should start uploading the renders i've did before first, or just skip straight to the present and upload the current renders i'm doing - either way, i'll post them here.
besides, i actually no idea where to go anyways. i'm banned off reddit, i don't use facebook that much, instagram is filled with creeps, twitter… it's a different story, deviantart is losing people - tumblr is, more or less, my last resort.
so with that said, starting now, i will start uploading my renders here - be it from MMD, SFM, or Blender. it's been a long time coming and a kinda hate myself for not doing this sooner but hey, better late than never, right? besides, if there's one place i know is safe from any bullshit, it's tumblr. and i stick by that.
i've just finished my Jacob Seed render with SFM. i've returned into my Far Cry 5 brainrot phase because the game is absolutely priceless.
Since the project is protected (I imagine myself as a warrior with sword and shield, trying to save a poor little project from dragon) and handed over ... I can show "the product" of the project work!
Yeah... Not a skeleton... But... It's something...
And... If someone is interested... His name is... Kenzu. (Ken - sword (cause despite the fact that he is a mage, he was born in swordmen family), mizu - water)
Magika: Corruption, where did you get a bazooka?
Corruption: ...I borrowed it.
Magika: .... Okay! I was worried that you did something dangerous to get this ^v^)
Corruption:
ladies that can be the face of a cat that is shooketh because we’re in fact, right
(or ‘permanent starter call’)
By liking ❤ this post you’re giving me permission to annoy you with friendship and roleplay.
This includes, but is not limited to:
Memes. Many of them. You don't have to answer them all or turn them into threads, though.
Tagging you in stuff that reminds me of our muses.
Randomly popping up in your IMs/discord for plotting or OOC talk.
Random starters.
Random IC or OOC asks for your muse(s).
All of the above, the other way around!
(mutuals only, can be ❤’ed anytime!)
Five hours before a party where I'm supposed to look nice and put together is a totally reasonable timeframe to be experimenting with new and different hair dye colors, right?