you've found salvation

[yourgodvalentine]

welcome to the temple. read the sacred text.

about your god:

my name is valentine, but you may call me whichever honorific you prefer, masculine or feminine; I go by any and all pronouns.

I am a 21 year old femmedyke fag.

I am a narcissist, a blood fetishist, a sadomasochist, and most importantly, a hedonist.

my delights [what you should expect to see]:

worship / devotion / blasphemy

blood / cutting [self & others] / knife play / scarification

obsession / stalking / primal play

manipulation / corruption / power imbalances

degradation / humiliation / objectification / dollification

rape / consensual non consent / dubious consent / free use

intoxication [drugs & alcohol] / smoking [cigarettes & weed]

leather / latex / gloves / high heels / boots

fauxcest / incest / age play

emetophilia

more to be added

- offerings and prayers are encouraged, but be warned, I am a scornful god; I block liberally.

[dms & asks always open]

#divine delights- original posts

#earthly delights - reblogs

#answered prayers - asks

#your god now speaks - original posts unrelated to my delights, or more about me

#from the prophets mouth - reblogs that remind me of myself, or information

#sins of mortal flesh - more "extreme" gore

[mutilated-mutt]

up late fantasizing about having an enabler in a partner who would cut me instead of doing it myself, slitting my flesh deeper than i normally would without fear and watching as the blood leaks out of the wounds and as the beads slowly travel down my skin before maybeee tending to them and cleaning them up

only a maybe because the idea of being left with open cuts on my body that slowly continue the bleed for a bit is so hot it’s making me dizzy

[yourgodvalentine]

the best part about being me is how often I bring out the truth of people, simply by being around them. I might not make you better, but I will make you you.

[proletprincess]

thinking about cute little girls getting pounded mating press lesbian style

[giveherswords]

FATTER THAN BARBIE BUTCHER THAN KEN

Phyllis Christopher, Dark Room: San Francisco Sex and Protest, 1988-2003

[paw-thetic]

The concept of being borrowed is so hot. Your partners friend asking to borrow you, and you don’t get a say, they’re not asking you. Your partner has the power, the say in who can borrow you, who you have to listen to, what they’re allowed to do to you. And you just go along with it, like a good puppy

[yourgodvalentine]

begging your rapist to tell you they love you during the assault so it doesn't feel as bad <3

[trans-masculine-saint]

[theperverttiger]

i want the tiger to do medical touching on me

the tiger is going to give you shots that turn you into an animal, ok?

[theperverttiger]

This is not an affirming thing btw I want to do unethical experiments on you

[theperverttiger]

mad scientist therian who’s experimenting with ways to change her body and has kidnapped a bunch of girls as test subjects. once she finally gets the right combination of serums and surgeries to try on herself, the few survivors hope they might be let go. unfortunately for them, her new body is going to need a lot of energy and she’s developing a taste for live prey

[a-l-e-i-s-t-e-r]

I've been having fun with signs, today.

[offwegointothewildblueyonder]

when a child goes to Build-A-Bear and constructs a teddy from the parts available no one bats an eye, but when I, Victor Frankenstein,

[yourgodvalentine]

oh to the angels that've asked me about my absence recently, rest assured I should actually be returning this time. I've had some truly unfortunate life stuff happen within the last 2 months, but I am going to be moving very soon, so I hope to have far more time and inspiration <3

[yourgodvalentine]

being bigger and stronger than me won't save you. it doesn't matter in the slightest. you can still be made small and powerless, regardless of the effort you put in to "change" that. because really, that was never the issue, was it? you weren't hurt because you couldn't defend yourself, you were hurt because you wouldn't.

[yourgodvalentine]

Thinking about being starved for you, while having to make your meals, and tend to you while you eat. Having to endure a day of increasing discomfort, to pain, to maybe even downright agony, depending on what you have me do. My stomach constant empty, sore, and growling, while I'm forced to endure for you.

At the end of the day, finally being allowed to eat… Only to have my wrists strapped to my elbows, my knees strapped to my thighs, maybe even ring-gagged, with a Pet bowl put down infront of me. Wondering if it would just be boring gruel or slop, maybe something like oatmeal cooked with porridge, that left to turn to cold mush… or maybe you actively make it worse, for me, just to torment me~

It's gross, unappetising, and I'd have to make a complete mess of myself just to eat it. Taking my time to prod at it with my tongue, to look up at you pleadingly, while I hesitate to lap it up. However, after ten minutes, you take the bowl away, and I'm forced to endure my hunger once again, telling me I missed my chance to eat…

It's okay, though, because I'll have another chance to eat it at the end of tomorrow, and you know I'll be much more grateful for it by then~

~ 😺

I wonder how long you'd last before you get so hungry that you try to sneak a bite from the stove. you know better than to do that, of course, but starvation makes your brain so foggy! I imagine I'd let you do it a few times, enough to let you get comfortable, before I finally catch you in the act.

my poor sweet kitty, so hungry that it got into the human food. naturally, I tell you to go ahead and eat it then. it's so unfair that you have to cook such delicious food all day without getting to try it, isn't it? so eat it. and keep eating, even after you're full. eat till you can't possibly anymore, and then keep going. it would hurt, and eventually you wouldn't be able to keep it down—but that's not a problem because your pet bowls right there. whatever you throw up you'll eat again tomorrow. we can't let your cooking go to waste, now can we?

[thegodvalentine]

let's play a game. you kneel face down ass up in the bathtub, and I watch you try to make yourself cum before the water covers your face and you drown! doesn't that sound fun?

[swamplust]

[thegodvalentine]

Hello, my Lord… I wanted to tell You that I’ve been looking through Your holy texts all day and working myself up over the memory of the two major surgeries I’ve had these last few months… imagining being wheeled off with the belief I’m going to my well-trained, ethical surgeon, but being dropped in Your room instead. Spending my recovery with cruel hands pressing into my scars and making me cry, medication held out of my reach until I beg and plead and worship You properly. I have a third major surgery coming soon, and I can guarantee I’ll spend most of my hospital stay wet and squirming to the thought of You being there to take advantage of my weakness and brutalize me as You see fit. I wonder what divine suffering You would grant if You were gifted a still-living butchered thing, barely seconds after the last scalpel left my skin, slowly becoming awake but no more aware than I was when I was asleep.

I would give you pain medication very inconsistently. some days I'd give you enough to float away in that soft melty haze where nothing hurts but nothing feels good either. sometimes I'd hurt you more then—prod at your wounds, dig my nails in and rip your stitches, cut you in places that would further limit your mobility—so you'd be in agony when the meds wore off. so you'd be begging and pleading, offering up anything and everything for it to end. I might be kind and give you a tylenol; it wouldn't do anything for you but I'd make you thank me for it just the same.

I imagine I'd have a lot of fun with that bartering. if you really want some oxy, maybe you'll have to give up a molar first, or I'll carve off chunks of flesh after. and if you're not willing to trade, you have to pray I take mercy on you soon. you know I will eventually, but how long are you willing to suffer waiting?