Witch Reign (formerly Leinth)
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(and you need cawns) [she/her, 20s] • mechsplo & empty spaces just a bunch of trauma in a pretty-girl-shaped totebag taken 💕 06.02.2026 💕
But yeah, sure. You can still fuck her, I guess. You can do the unpalatable, animal part. You can cry as you rut into her while she thinks about me. Just know you're not competing with me. There's no contest there. You're competing with the contents of her nightstand.
You think being asexual means I can't cuck you? You think you're safe? Cute. I'm taking your wife out on beautiful romantic dates. She's wearing that dress she hasn't touched in years for me. We're wandering hand in hand through the park at sunset. I know all of her favorite birds.
"One for you and one for me. That's fair, isn't it?", the Witch coos, as the slimy trail of an extracted memory is squashed between Her gloved fingers. For every bit that hurts, She gets to take a part of Her choice. Memories make us who we are. Some of the doll's contradict Her image of it …yet.
uploading my consciousness into a framework desktop connected to a microduck
Will you stop fucking asking me about June? She literally loves me
Calling with my girlfriend who is actively snuggling with a doll and a dog is quite the experience. Especially when you're given free rei(g)n over the shock collar remote...
This made me grin. Smoke coils, hinting at the shape of tangible resistance. The truth will become clear when the wind blows. I hope you're right, Lilith. I'm tired of seeing pathetic, girl-shaped husks ground down in supplication.
“Sisters are supposed to match.”, the older sibling explains. “You wanna match with me, don’t you?” A slow nod. It’s hesitant and weak. Little sister knows well what this means. “Good. I was exactly your age when this happened to me. We can still make you match.” A large hand grabs a smaller one…
I genuinely have no idea about how to give advice to mono-people. I find that a recurring problem there is that people have bought hard into this narrative that you have this one “soulmate” out there who will fill all your needs. This will inevitably put a lot of expectations and stress onto them.
Sophelia, Tyrant Insatiable@sanguine-sophie.bsky.social · 4d agoSometimes my cis coworkers come to me for relationship advice and I just... I dunno, man. This whole hetero-monogamy thing is so far beyond the pale. I can tell you what *I* would do in that situation, but I don't think you own a shock collar
There will never be a more elegant torture... never be a poison as insipid... never be a fate as cruel... never be an anguish so deep, as a glimpse of true happiness beyond the window, just out of reach.
"Hi I'd like to pick up a copy of Nintenhounds: Sartha Edition?" "Sorry, all sold out but we got plenty of Leinth editions." "Yeah, no thanks."
For as long as the words "duty" and "honour" have graced our lips, humankind has always sought a cause to die for. This impulse to give one's life for something greater than oneself is as charming as it is useful. It is far easier to divert a river than it is to convince it to flow upstream.
A faint light pierces through the canopy of tall oak trees overhead, softly illuminating a grassy clearing and a small stream rushing nearby. A sanctuary, whose silence is normally only broken by the running river and birdsong, is broken yet again by the arrival of you and your companion.
A Witch is an active force for good, and a Victim is a passive force for good; so I have learnt in a little Witch-to-Witch chat. In a way, I think, I’ve known this for a while, now - as not once have my two roles felt contradictory or mutually-exclusive.
Guided by the flawless motion of a porcelain hand, the mug and its saucer meet the table. “Good doll.”, the Witch remarks from Her cozy lounge chair, looking up at the doll with a slight smile on Her plump lips. The doll halts, for just a moment. Its perfect body frozen, mid-retreat. Processing.
it's a type of musical instrument. they look like this.
we did it spaces also the doll running the cafe recognized the hierarchy and served us tea in appropriate witch and doll cups
