#pamplerambles

What if you wore a strap on and you were submissive? Being a fucking machine for someone bigger and stronger than you. Hugging them as you pump away at their hole and they’re amused at your desperation despite the fact you can’t feel it. I feel strongly about this subject.

Peeking back in to say happy birthday Sakhar Sladkiy and happy second anniversary to Sweet Care! I have no idea what to do with these characters anymore but god I have to do something!!!!!

Men with thick long hair 💖 Men with thick long hair that goes down to their asssss 💖

Coming to me when I’m in such a vulnerable state. Sweep me into your smile. He only had a red room, you’ve a red mansion. Take everything I have and leave me just with the memory of you. Tastes sicker than even possible for him. I want your sickness, your evil. Pour your violet hate over me like hot milk, melt me like I’m just a ball of chocolate. You taste like him, only sicker. Sick. Sick. Sick. Sweep me into your shadow. Bust my teeth with those big black boots and make me say thank you. Thank you, my God, my master, my Lord, thank you for dragging me down into the depths, right into that sickening smile. I hope you like how I pop as you bring your pearly whites together in masturbatory mastication. I love you.

Realizing the reason you like a character is that they remind you of someone who’s no longer in your life back before everything started going to shit.

One last thing. If you still support him after this shit, don’t fucking interact with me.

If there was a BTD/TPOF convention it’d be like Dash///con but instead of a ball pit we’d all just bite each other. Actually that’d be more fun than Dash//con ever was come to think of it.