tobykills
tobykills
I'd rather be hunting
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tobykills · 19 hours ago
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my shoulders are so easy to subluxicate recently, it'd be hot if somebody were to like.. tie me up and fuck me so har my shoulders dislocate.. and then untie my arms, baiting me to try and fight for top, just to push me down and keep fucking me when I inevitably can't overpower jack with my arms dislocated. yeah
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tobykills · 2 days ago
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Ik theres more refined methods of murder but there’s smth very erotic about an axe murder. The person is frail and frightened, backed themselves into a corner .. and I axe into their leg and create a huge gash, a huge gap. I get to hear their horror, get to see their pain. Get to hit at them again, this time tear deeply into their shoulder .. feel the axe sink in deeply, another deep gash and the mushy wet feeling of sinking into and through muscle and fascia, pulling the axe out with some effort and seeing them covered in their own blood, two deep gashes that would be enough to kill them if left on their own but instead I swing a third time and split their skull open, right in the middle of the forehead where I’d let the axe reside as their body goes limp to the floor they’d been sitting on before.
They’d look so hot with these two giant gashes on leg and shoulder, like a very clean and neat beast ripped them open.
Theres something clean and simple about outright brutality like that.
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tobykills · 3 days ago
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You guys think I'm joking about the experimentation kink, but I think if I ever found out that a partner WAS taking notes on me and what I liked somewhere- I would pass out from how horny that would make me
Oh- you have spreadsheets on my preferences like a fucking weirdo? My dude, this is exactly my brand of freak, our autistic asses shall be married in the morning
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tobykills · 3 days ago
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let me die with your hands around my throat
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tobykills · 9 days ago
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I wish there were any more funerals to attend in my family. I wanna see a dead body up close again
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tobykills · 9 days ago
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Pour syrup in my wounds i am your pancake
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tobykills · 10 days ago
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if i am truely evil for having violent fantasies then how did it land me a hot babe hmm? are you questioning the taste of the baddest bitch around??
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tobykills · 10 days ago
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You like me but not enough to give me thousands and thousands of fucking dollars
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tobykills · 11 days ago
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Im just imagining being gently thrust into by my kidnapper, neck nibbled at greedily. Whilst lying on a pile of several corpses, victims he’s killed before. Cold. Lifeless. He’s climbed on top of me, kissing my exposed skin all over. Leaving a trail of bitemarks down my thigh. My soft exposed flesh turning pink and red, slightly swollen. Chest heaving with lust. My arms wrapped around him whilst trying hard to ignore the dead soulless eyes of the corpse right next to me staring straight at me.
My body pressing itself up against his, lapping up the heat radiating from his body ravishing me gently.
He’d revel in the feeling of being seen so fully, having his crimes embraced - a captive that couldn’t refuse or judge or would risk to lose her head otherwise.
But what tenderness. Gentleness. Passion.
Hands kneading my breasts. Breathing me in. Feeling me. Loving me. Cherishing me. Touching me. Tasting me.
Experiencing me.
A sudden orgasm throbbing through my sore and well loved body whilst giving fully into him. Inhaling his smell as every nerve in my body went blank.
Just the thought of belonging to him echoing in my pleasure fried mind. Even if belonging to him meant being loved on a pile of corpses. Some smelling less rancid than others. But all feeling cold and boney.
Finally, looking in his eyes and caressing his face with my hands “That felt good, my love.”
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tobykills · 11 days ago
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getting raped by an ftm guy , and instead of getting fucked with a strap on instead he forces you down and flips your legs open and rubs his bare cunt against yours. rubbing your clits together and using your body for his own physical pleasure, leaving you soaked in his fluids and your own.
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tobykills · 12 days ago
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and if a vampire were to drink my blood then spit in my mouth .
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tobykills · 12 days ago
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they didnt give me a penis because i would be so good at having boners i would literally win every boner compatition and thats why they were tooooo scared
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tobykills · 13 days ago
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freak in the sheets as well as in most other locations
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tobykills · 13 days ago
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STEP ONE of treating that stab wound I gave you is letting me tonguefuck it
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tobykills · 14 days ago
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I wanna follow you home and watch you from the woods. You'll never feel alone or safe again. I'll jack off in your backyard thinking of all of the horrible things I'll do to you soon. You know it's only because I love you.
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tobykills · 14 days ago
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everyone always asks , “how could you be a rapist!!” but they never ask “how are you , rapist” :(.
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tobykills · 15 days ago
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I need to drunkenly say some violent shit to a guy I just met and then have him pause in momentary shock and laugh and say “oh yeah, we’re gonna be good friends”
You know. For my mental health.
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