Celeste🐺🤎

Lesbian Dad Fit

Yes, Sir! All the puppies are playing it

Girlfriend got me whiskey as a Valentine's gift. I don't normally drink cause exercising, and fighting doesn't allow it, but im so happy rn ekelleel

Trying to get better at that too! It's hard and fucked up

Understandable, and ur hot

One of the best feeling ever is trying to fix your fucked up life and be the best person professionally, because you want shit ton amount of money to manipulate and take care of submissive autistic girls.

I need money bro

Kinda peak

mechsploitation authors announcing a new fic:

I need a sub who isn't codependent at the point of harming herself when I'm working.

Had to punch my ex for that, and she thought it was something good. 😒

it should 've been me ! not her ! is a meme of a person sitting on a bench . ALT: it should 've been me ! not her ! is a meme of a person sitting on a bench .

God I envy you and them

This time it was 4 short submissive femmes to the same restaurant. My greed is legendary and so was the food

Obligatory valentines post

Hot

Okay which one of you snitched on me to the YouTube algorithm

illustration of mina receiving a kiss on the nose from a chibi bibliomancy projection of paige, coming from an enchanted love letter

you turn my pages, valentine 💚
#deadlock #batbook

small dub of this cute art by @pupn1k.bsky.social <3

#ofthedevil #morgemma #voiceacting

Damn! Handler deserves all the love. She's doing her best trying to be brave

A hand touches her trembling upper arm. Firm. Friendly. Warm.
Soon they entwine each other.
A pillar holding the crumbling building.
Handler leans on her. She trembles again. Zippy only holds her tighter.

"You didn't actually forget, did you?"

"No, how could we. We love you. Always." (8/8)

"Yeah... I am coming. Right away."

Not doing great at hiding her distress she wonkily rises from her desk.
Her hound fixates a mustering view on her while saluting, waiting to escort her down the quiet, empty hallways.

Despite the alcohol in her blood she keeps it together. Barely.
(7/8)

Zippy, her squadron's ace hound, shoves her muzzle through the door before her unfaltering sparkling eyes lay upon her Handler.

Remaining in the doorframe. Her prudent, yet always shakey voice draws her back into reality.

"We've got uhh... an issue in the hangar. We need you, immediately!" (6/8)

With thirsting tension the spring inside the malicious device longs for her as her finger tenses towards the trigger guard.

A knock on her door pulls her out of the trance.

With the diligence of duty the revolver vanishes in the drawer as quickly as the tears are wiped off her swollen face. (5/8)

Waves of anger, desperation fear flood her mind and ebb away

The gun stops feeling real.
Slowly her feelings are becoming silent until only static remains.

Finally, a tear pops up in her eye and travels down her distraught face.
Crying... it had been denied to her for so long.
She is brave. (4/8)

Relief. The cold metal on her temple radiates a sense of comfort that almost calms the whirlpool inside her head.

The glass empty. The revolver chambered.

Just this one times she has to be brave. Not just pretend. Not fake it.
She wants to be brave. Even to merely prove it to herself. (3/8)

Meanwhile, the crowd gathered in the hangar is slowly becoming a bit antsy.
She wouldn't come late to work on her birthday, would she?
They had decorated the whole place just for her.
The whole base is standing still for the celebration.
She has to come eventually, right? (2/8)

CW: suicide

Handler, drunk, depressed wailing on her desk about yet another birthday of hers forgotten.
With a trembling hand she gazes upon the warped reflection in her glass. Reflecting upon herself and what she means to the world.
What is even to miss about her?
Birthday and all of her. (1/8)

the lesbian daddy's girl has informed me I grill a better burger than her father

Happy Valentine’s Day :) #valentine #art #commissionsopen

She got me seeing stars ✨

#deadlock