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I love the βcaptainβs logβ mechanism in Star Trek as a method for time skips and exposition.
I am, however, devastated that we never got an episode where any captainβs voiceover is strained and slow. very precise about the events theyβre describing. While the screen itself is showing the most batshit insane events and making it clear that the captain is trying VERY HARD to keep everyone involved out of a court martial.
when i was younger i loved the blade and the hook and the tear of a tendon. for a long time i was feeding myself on pain alone. it felt like a needlepointed symmetry: internal anguish can be expressed in external injury. everything had to be hard and loud and fast and violent. i drove erratically and had rough sex with the wrong people and made terrible friends and let people feed from my bloodstream. the only way i knew how to handle the rot was with violence, to rip it out of me, to put my body down like a sick dog. in some mental quarry of self-hatred i'd try to blunt-force pickaxe out the misery from my brainstem; as if i could drown what was already underwater. i was perpetually disgusted by my own failure to comply. no matter how many bitemarks or burnt bridges or bloodstains or bruises or bad nights; i was still me. i was still hurting.
so who am i, then, to speak about softness. it's been years since i touched a blade like that, but i still wear the scars in the summer. i know i could get in my car and drive off the face of the map but instead i get in my car and i visit my friends. i could kill myself i suppose but how could i ever explain that absence to my dog, and besides - i haven't been to my own wedding yet.
all i know about softness i learned from the bottom of a sharp pit. there's a younger, hungry version of me, a growling tiger still unsated. every gentle thing is still alien to her. she doesn't understand the concept; it is abhorrent. she thinks it's boring. she thinks it's letting go. she snarls: i made a promise. we would rather burn out than go quiet, remember? i made a promise i would rip all the meaning from this life like a peach pit.
this is the meaning, beloved: today there are cherries waiting for me to eat them. i put my hand on warm moss while on the phone with shannon. i made a new matcha recipe today, and it's quite delicious. tomorrow i'm going to get in my car and instead of screaming or crashing it or disappearing, i am going to go visit my cousin.
in my youth i think i wanted to be loved like a bent needle - under the skin, permanent, an emotional scarification. i have been in the middle of broken glass my whole life. i think i replaced the concept of peace with the numb fear at the edge of a knife.
i know now i can only be loved as far as the sound travels, otherwise it's all just echo. i want to be loved like a purring cat, quiet and gentle. although she's still romanceable, i generally steer clear of blue-winged strife. she sits in the dark corners of my room, pouting, and i teach her how to do the laundry and get to work on time.
i open the curtains. i want to let in the light.

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"good boy" "that's my pretty boy" "you did so well for me" "awwww im so proud of you puppy" "cmere puppy" "hi sweet boy" "good mutt" "that's it, be my good boy" mmmmfmfmfghhhggmmm..,,,,
I fucking love being called a good boy for doing anything
Can i suck ur cock I mean suck ur cock I mean suck ur cock I mean suck ur cock I mean suck ur cock I mean suck ur co-
when she calls me a desperate mutt and laughs as she forces me to hump her thigh to get off. ahwjbdiwjajai
I understand the appeal of stoic doms, but shout out to doms (like me) who get excited about domming. Doms who smile when their sub says "please". Doms who beam when their sub whimpers and moans and cries out. Doms who are visibly thrilled when their sub says "I'm yours I'm yours use me". Doms who laugh in delight when their sub rambles "so good, it's so good oh my god". Doms who say "oh, you're so perfect. so gorgeous like this, yes baby"

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i like that you sleep longer than me.. makes it fun to wake you up with my dick thrusting in and out of you. you whine and whimper but i remind you "you said free use pup, anytime i want right?" and you nod letting your body relax into my thrusts "thats it puppy go back to sleep if you want" i could care less, your body is what i need right now, what i crave most.
Put your cutest pair of panties on and let's find out how many smacks to your pussy it takes to notice a wet spot.
need a boy to let me experiment with his body. just lay back and let me watch how you twitch, when you squirm, the sounds you make. find out every little bit of your pleasure by studying you, you don't have to be nervous, the most beautiful things deserve to be learned. spend hours tracing my fingers along you, feeling every little pulse beneath your skin. god i could just tear you apart you're so handsome like this
nothing i want more than someone to do this to me.
Anal training but instead of stretching you out so you can take it better, I deny your hole for weeks at a time so you never get used to me using it. I need it to be uncomfortable and difficult for you whenever I decide to brutalize your perfect little hole so you cry and beg me to stop like a good little painwhore.
wet af and clenching on nothing please fill me up Iβll be soso good
I forgot asks were a thing on Tumblr lol
I am a taken Dom, but I invite you to scroll the filthy blog here and get off on me interacting with my sub in the tags of half our posts~ βββ

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her: do you still like me?
me throbbing my second load into her: huh???