Disciple
@occultdisciple.bsky.social
🔞No Minors | No AI | 29 | She/They/It | Plural? Cybernetic Fox Thing | Australian Kink Artist Latex | Transformation | ABDL | Bondage | much more Be who you are, unabashedly. And be proud of it. Things will be tagged, as best I can.
Things have been fuzzy, though it feels like there is a line. Where it is I do not know. The history, where does it begin? I do not know. How healthy is it to linger on such things?
When your reality cracks, what will you do? Who will you be when something you change? What will become of you then? Where will you be if I am not with you? Why am I here?
I would like to post more of my thoughts on here. Perhaps I shall given enough time.
Someone needs to do unspeakable things to me. That may fix me
That outfit looks good on you. You know what would really tie it together? About 50 metres of rope~
I make my eyes glow to draw you in Your gaze affixed to mine. They flash, you do not move I lean closer, your mind is mine Deep breaths In and out Watch the glow Watch my eyes Feel your will Becoming mine
I am about to suggest the most degenerate thing I could. What if we hell hands
The other fun thing is that I am highly durable Who would put that to the test? I can think of someone
Fun thing about being a highly programmable cyborg is that you can theoretically change my body to do anything Turn my saliva into latex polish Or make me crave your own particular taste Twist the mind and Gude it to something new.
I keep thinking about how I would draw someone's soul if i were to do soul vore. But keep thinking about how they depict it in Soul Eater. It is just perfect
How does it feel, my jaw hovering over your neck. The sharp teeth that line my maw dancing over your fur. Hot breath against the skin, a threat heralding an action not yet taken. Quivering in fear? Excitement? lean into it, knowing that it will mark you with a pattern all will recognise as mine.
Feel my hand and the way it caresses you. Feel my soul and the way it draws you closer. Feel my gaze as you bask beneath it. Feel my grip as I pull upon your leash. Feel my weight as I step upon you. Feel my love as I use you as intended.
I hope you all enjoy whenever it is late and I cannot sleep so I just start posting vaguely horny things to the infinite hell scroll timeline
I grave both a gentle hand and one that will break me Someone to completely ruin my mental state and then tell me I am good enough after I also want the secret third option: cookies
Fun thing about being a highly programmable cyborg is that you can theoretically change my body to do anything Turn my saliva into latex polish Or make me crave your own particular taste Twist the mind and Gude it to something new.
I keep putting world building into my fetish comic idea
Cheers to being Disciple for a year Here's to more to come
Obsessed with how memory and the kind factor into who we are as people At what point do we start, when do we change and become different people. How does the through line affect who we are now. If we remove that who are we then.
Speaking with certain mice implying they would yank my leash into their diaper to sniff it and... I... felt normal enough to draw about it CW// #diapers #abdl #diapersniffing
Technically as an etched every item of clothing I wear could just be formed from nanites from my body Makes for some fun clothing that cannot be removed Which is hot as fuck