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"...You know, the usual? Turning into a gross spider, brooding in the shadows, doing your mother's dirty work, crawling back to the swamps so you can finally leave us alone???"
"And why, pray tell, should I do something else when I can watch you make a spectacle of yourself instead?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm talking about this new embarrassing habit of yours. You've been spending an awful lot of time hiding behind the trees to ogle poor unsuspecting lasses."
"I'm-I'm NOT! First off, how long have you been spying on me, exactly? No, wait- I don't really want to know that. And second, I'm not doing anything, and I'm definitely NOT ogling. I'm just standing guard."
"(Scoffs) Oh, are you really? I didn't know standing guard involved all this blushing and heavy sighing. We might have done it wrong all this time, I see."
"(Sighs)...Listen, believe what you will. The Commander asked us to keep watch, so I suggest you do the same, preferably twenty or eighty feet away from me, alright? Thanks."
"As your dear Commander wishes. But I suggest you close your mouth while on...duty. We already have a dog, we don't need another slobbery creature in our fun little party."
Tbh the gentrified perversion aesthetics is really tiresome because you can tell that the people in question have internalised a sense that being a pervert is what the cool kids are doing now, but they have done zero unpacking of any neuroses around sex whatsoever, so you get endless annoying posts about sex as cannibalism and sex as violence and blood and a specific kind of post reclaiming puppy play from the spectre it was five or six years ago, but then they'll lose their minds the moment you bring out real pervert guns (basic ass Freudian incest stuff; extremely basic cnc and rape fantasies vv nancy friday) and then you have to be like well how the fuck do I demonstrate to other real give no fuck perverts that I am a give no fuck pervert.