the struggle of being a kinky sex positive occasional porn artist but also being really sex repulsed at times.

Not even horny but i am avoiding sleep so i am going to think abt sm scrabbling and twitching and babbling while pv licks at the hole in his chest until he passes out

I DONT KNOW (i lied i think i need to restart my comp for a software update)

the pics aren't posting again hey what if i killed /myself/ instead?

unsure what the FUCK this could be, but out of all the images in the sequence, this feels Very Specifically Something
Thought it mighta been servers at first, but it doesn't fit all that well
anyway i disgress i'm gonna go think abt the rabbit killing himself gniiiiight <3

-sugar crystal bones. Innards coated in a fine sheen of glitter dust and held in place by an abdominal wall of cotton candy. Flavor so sweet it can only be savored by the witch her made her.

-Up until dark cacao, who's chest cavity refracts light like beautifully tempered near-black chocolate. Bones of onyx and ganache-jam that seeps from wounds like maple in winter if exposed to the air. Sturdy, long lasting, bitter.
Or maybe Eternal Sugar, with her delicate form built from hardened-