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Is somebody gonna match my freak? (Double suicide)

Still not his final design.

I'm a big fan of hurt/comfort tropes where the hurt is ongoing and escalating. Characters trying to cope with their situation and insisting that it's fine, they're fine, even as things get worse and worse and worse - especially if no one around them knows what they're going through.

Characters hiding their illness, even as they grow sicker and sicker. Characters trying to cope as their homelife becomes increasingly abusive or neglectful. Characters ignoring their injuries, only for them to become infected. Characters being stalked/ tormented by a villain and pretending that everything is fine, even as the villain continues escalating. Characters left homeless as winter approaches and their money dwindles.

I could go on. There's something very satisfying about seeing a character frantically trying to pretend like everything is okay until eventually they can't hide it anymore and get caught (and helped) by the people around them.

chivalrous, sincere butches have my heart. earnest butches who care, who aren't nonchalant, who wear their hearts on their sleeves. butches who adore as much as they want to be adored. butches <3

Look, I love impact play as punishment for brats just like any other dom, but have you considered restricting their movement entirely - hands tied together, legs kept open by a spreader bar connected to the bedframe, no room for any sort of movement - filling up their hole(s) with remote controlled bullet vibrators (maybe clip one on their clit or dick, if you're feeling extra mean), and then being sweet and nice enough to give your brat one last chance for redemption. Ask them if they're ready to apologize now (they're not) and when they stay quiet or hit you with that loving "Fuck off", grant them a little smile, a "Oh well, lost cause, I'll better let you off the hook, mh?", and then, watch their eyes widen, as you hold up the remote control and throw it right next to them on the bed, possibly even on their twitching, overstimulated body.

"C'mon, pup, fetch. You can turn them off yourself, right? After all, you're so independent and in control, so go ahead."

Jk… unless…?? 😳😳😳

“give us a smile, l.t?”

“gotta earn it, Johnny.”

who wants to start a lesbian boxing club for perverted and impure reasons