Enchantress-arc - Enchantress_Arc

a little pile of silly things because i it's 6 am and i suddenly felt like posting something

Mood tbh :)

i think im just not worth getting close to

So guess who was right about not being able to stay friends because she doesn't want to talk to me and is never going to hear her voice again and as a result has been alternating between meltdowns and shutdowns for a solid five hours

So this isn't a hypnopost and it's kind of depressing and personal so I know it's likely that nobody cares, but I broke up with my girlfriend. I'm still with my boyfriend, but... This sucks (not still being with him, that's the only good thing and the only thing keeping me sane). I fucking hate how this feels. I miss her and I just wish things had ended on a better note and I'm really fucking scared that we're not going to be able to stay friends, given that I don't think she wants to talk to me anymore. I think this is probably the first massive emotional loss I've had since I went on hormones. Pre-hrt I just used to feel numb when something like this happened but now I'm just overwhelmed, the emotions are too much. It's only been a day and I miss her so much. I miss her voice and her humor, and every time I go to say certain phrases that I really like saying I remember that I picked them up from her and I just start crying again. I hate this. I wish it didn't feel this awful. I miss her so much.

We need an actual term for this now.

I wonder what percentage of cishets know what frotting is

One of my favorite triggers to give a thrall is making them begin to drop whenever I bite their neck, not fully dropping, mind you, just beginning to. It makes their mind nice and foggy, comfortable, suggestible. So of course, the feeling of fangs in their neck no longer feels alarming. And when I let go, they're still in that nice, foggy state, suggestible, comfortable, they won't find anything odd if they're given an order and simply begin to follow without question. It isn't unusual at all to sit when commanded, and it isn't unusual to let the world fade away around them, and focus on my voice, lips, and eyes, no longer capable of perceiving anything else. It isn't unusual to kiss the woman in front of them until the thoughts fade away, it isn't unusual to never be allowed to think again without her explicit permission, and it certainly isn't unusual to present their neck on command so that she may feed whenever she desires.