Anxiously awaiting death since 2007

🍻🔪28 | she\they | DNI minors | embracing the inevitable, desiring destruction

[xsugarx2]

Disclaimer! 18+ stuff and my art

My content is not meant for minors! I'm 28 y'all, please don't be coming here if youre under 18

Be responsible with your content consumption online. Don’t get involved with content that puts yourself and others at risk, if adults are actively showing you pornographic content then block and report them. This is no place for kids.

If i cant see that you're an adult, please change it if you follow. If i get followed by one more fake woman account with no pics I'll scream

[heymamona]

please reblog this if it is okay to anonymously confess something to you.

[bring-me-back-a-dog]

Kinda my thing? Lol

[kravchikinsecteater]

Anon stimulated my brain to draw slobbery kisses

(I also want to say that Pusher face is inspired by one of art of @dopehorses )

Like, here it is. And to top it all off, here are some silly pics with them.

[yolkdog]

Oughhh they gettin freak nasty I'm loving them...

[xsugarx2]

[xsugarx2]

Where have you gone

[xsugarx2]

I would love to lay myself bare, express what's going on to someone else who would listen and hear me out about eveything. Listen in dethatched interest. And not feel that they must comfort me.

I don't want to be comforted, to be reassured-

i want this concept to be understood by someone else. Maybe to rationalize it to myself, to be satisfied in knowing its real. if its not real then whats the actual problem and why can't i change it?

Dethatched and clinical intrigue is what I want. As terrified as I am of Psychologists most of the time. I desperately want someone to help me with this in on objective sense. Who'll be steady in the face of my mania when I can't articulate just right.

[xsugarx2]

But i wouldn't mind getting none of it, and being totally wiped clear.

lobotomy, mind control, brainwashing

anything to take it away

I want a distraction so big that little else matters. Toss me to the desert to be chased. Throw me down to the basement

[xsugarx2]

I would love to lay myself bare, express what's going on to someone else who would listen and hear me out about eveything. Listen in dethatched interest. And not feel that they must comfort me.

I don't want to be comforted, to be reassured-

i want this concept to be understood by someone else. Maybe to rationalize it to myself, to be satisfied in knowing its real. if its not real then whats the actual problem and why can't i change it?

Dethatched and clinical intrigue is what I want. As terrified as I am of Psychologists most of the time. I desperately want someone to help me with this in on objective sense. Who'll be steady in the face of my mania when I can't articulate just right.

[xsugarx2]

Jacks mutt has never gotten along with Derek. He's replaced a few teeth after some well deserved hits. Can't blame the dog for biting back when antagonized.

[paintofheart]

me when

when the

[phosphorus-noodles]

Reblog to let your followers know that despite your current obsession your previous obsessions still exist and are simply lying dormant until they awaken and strike again

[malibuklaus]

[containedderpz]

ac broken and im sweating, call that strademaxxing 💯

[xsugarx2]

As the bag is pulled off her head, something unusual occurs in the selling chamber. The televisions that are usually used to display price and product information have come to life. With the sounds of torture. The woman staring out to the three windows is shackled like the others. But this one has been muzzled. Her eyes don't look anywhere. It seems as though she's waiting. Listening to the sounds of torture playing from the TV. "Good evening and welcome! Ladies and Gentlemen, have I got a treat for you! It took several handlers to get her in those chains, she bites and is built for killing. A dark web enthusiast and former torturer for True Justice films. I present the Voice of the Lamb!" Muttering amongst the buyers, she's not a fresh faced nobody. This sort of purchase came with a lot of weight to it. A resilient toy? A slip up could mean becoming the toy instead. The auction begins as usual, questions are asked. But the woman doesn't answer. She remains quiet. Staring holes through the windows at the people. A bid from green and red. They ask her who she wants to go home with. Her lips peel back, she spits at the floor as her answer. The bidding picks back up. But she isn't listening to who wins.

"Sold! If we don't see you next auction, we'll know what happened." Something injects into her leg, the woman puts up a brief struggle before she's bagged and packaged up for her buyer.

[xsugarx2]

S.T.A.L.K.E.R - Bartering (Tim and Flinch) NSFW

Flinch wandered to Cordon, and after running out of much needed supplies attempts to barter with Tim for some ammo. But lacking anything adequate to trade, Flinch has to make a quick deal.

The Russian was done with a translator, there's no guarantee its totally accurate. So I also added the intended translation! Warning!: Dub con

Russian translation: "mm... sex" "sex?!" "How badly do you need these things?

"Trust me!" - "Oh Fuck-"

"Thats it~ My turn." - "I'm close, say yes." - "yes! Y-yes!"

[bluegangster]

anyone can make you cum. that’s the easy part.

but getting inside your head? making you think about me when you shouldn’t, making my voice settle under your skin, making you crave the way i talk, the way i pull, the way i see you—

that’s where the real fun is.

[ilsands]

[fleshlikeplastic-deactivated202]

mb haven’t been drawinf