A space for my darker and more perverse writings. Will only be writing here.
Reblogged from simplestperdition
Tell me at first glance that doesn’t look like a young RDJ
which is really weird…
(Source: mylife-side-b)
Reblogged from drabblesofawannabeauthor
He slept in fitful intervals of ten to twenty minutes at a time and woke with a start each time it was up. With the touch of her hand to his or to his face, she could coax him back to sleep. Little good it did when he shot up from the bed next. Fears and nightmares plagued him, she understood…
Reblogged from simplestperdition
I love love love the cradling. And the nuzzling. She might be wrapped up in his arms but she’s still in charge.
Reblogged from fuckyeahruisheadspace
This is not about pain. It is not about fear. It is about being submissive.
Being a submissive is not synonymous with being into pain. I don’t want to be hurt or frightened. I want to be possessed; to belong to him. Whether I am bound, collared, or snuggled up beside him, I want his love. It is not a power play, it is simply how I feel loved.
this.
(Source: deviantfemale)
