#oiled soles

[prettylil3]

Open your mouth and clean my dirty feet like the foot slave you are 😈😈

[prettylil3]

You love these lil arches 😈😈

[prettylil3]

Eat em up 😈😜

[prettylil3]

You’ll never be able to resist my pretty little feet 🦶🏻

[dirty-kind-of-love]

Don’t mind me, I’m just a shy puppy looking for a bit of attention 😅🐶👣

[prettylil3]

Kiss them 💋

[assmaster-8000]

𝑪𝒍𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒐 ✧

✧ Regret

✧ Rememberance

✧ Reunion

✧

All men are equal in death. To Clotho, such is their reigning tenet.

And to Clotho, a man like them sheds no tear for the departed. A necromancer need not fear death, for it is a cycle devouring upon itself, and they are the ringmaster of this primal instinct. As in— need, should, must. One must not fear, one must not ache or pine or rage. A snake is still a snake. Death is still a wild animal. Show your soft palm within the ribcage of your fist, and it will not yield to you. Clotho, for all their cool expertise, knows this through trial and error.

All men are equal in death. So this mantra becomes their epitaph for every sentiment buried under the grave of their tongue.

It's a corpse beneath the floorboards; this memory. The tremble in their fingers - the shortness of breath. Their prized coherence pooling out their ears like brains on a sidewalk. Black is all they've known the world to be, but this time it is blue. Saliva spilling past the shore of her lips. Piercing red lightning streaking through the sky of her eyes. She does not respond when they shake her. By God— what have you done?

All men are equal. Their mother was no man, no monster. Mother, simple and sweet, was cruel enough to damn her. As they were.

Their tears come soft on the linen of her robes. She is softer still. The used crowd of spellbooks and artifacts and alchemical instruments behind them laugh hollow at the display. Wire is taut, so is cloth. Neither will hold them now, after destroying the muscle that stretched to cradle their wretched self. So they bind her in her day shroud. And they bury her in the belly of the primordial Mother.

On her grave, they plant a singular Asphodel. Their one specimen.

And when they shakily kneel back to look down at the mount of soil, for a moment - just a moment, their nails slip back beneath the dirt. Back to where home was.

A moment was all it took. Soon as it comes, they rip it out her shabby resting grounds and lay it on their crown. That brain-shaped gilded mausoleum of theirs. So it has remained all this while - so has she, with that memory just as equal as a dead man.

But you know they never stay where they're supposed to for long.

In the land of the dead, asphodels are for the gray in between. They are the sustenance of the dead. They are my regrets, following you to the grave. O, Mother. You raised a walking corpse. As long as I hold you in my heart, the grave goes where I go; and dead men tell no tales, so... I love you. Isn't that the worst thing you've ever heard?

[prettylil3]

Hehe 😜

[rpfisfine]

absolutely obsessed with this guy from the czech adaptation of the chase who's pretty much the smartest man on czech television rn he has two charles university doctorates one in political & regional geography and one in czechoslovak history he has won 120 games out of 140 and correctly answered 4879 questions out of 5358 in total he worked as a cartographer in the past and now works as a university lecturer and archivist he keeps a notepad of various cool & interesting facts he learns on a daily basis which he then transcribes into his big database of cool & interesting facts on his computer one time he was on a popular celebrity evening talk show and was supposed to share some hot juicy history gossip he has learned during his job as a historian that would be exciting for like the general uneducated public to hear abt and he just got very excited to have an opportunity to infodump abt the time he found out a czech king had a 12 year old illegitimate son which got absolutely no reaction from the audience at all and also almost every single joke the host makes on the chase flies completely over his head and he talks extremely fast and slurs his words a lot which makes it hard to understand him. he's also a fan of classical music he's not manually handy in the slightest and doesn't understand how a car works