Devour - Blog Posts

I had no idea of thirst until I met you.

The true longing of just your taste.

I grasp a fraction of your scent, I feel my skin flushing, crimson spreading.

Heart beating so hard, I feel It will inevitably break through my ribs.

How can my mind have so many thoughts, flying so dangerously fast, yet with razor precision my focus is on you.

I ache.

I lay erect, lost in worlds sleep and wake.

No matter my status, I see you, want you.

Oh do I want.....

Hard to find that moment that two become one. Not just one, but intertwined so tightly one can not find a seam.

My mind is at peace under the moonlight.

I find comfort in her, while my thoughts never stop turning in my mind, she dulls the noise of my tornado so all I hear is heartbeat.

My heart beats for her, aches when she's away, hurts when her rays afflicted by clouds and the storms of life, and I can't feel her light bathe my skin.

I wake and look for you.

I go to rest at night, only after I've let you be the last memory I have.

I love you, my moon, my good girl. ♥️🌝

How beautiful my girl is tied,bound and absolutely used how I desire and know she craves it

To feel your skin.... soft, delicate, the more I touch the more I desire.

I watch your skin redden caused both from my increasing pressure, but also your heart pumping faster and harder.

To wrap my hand around your neck, feel your breathing pause, your pulse thundering against my finger.

To look into your eyes, to see your gift of submittance, trust.... knowing I will take and bruise out of love and will always protect you.

Don’t you love he feeling of daddy’s hands on your neck?

Love....

Love isn't just holding hands, soft caresses or love letters.

Sometimes you have to cut, bruise the ones you love to see their self worth.

Love is painful.

Love can hurt, if it doesn't maybe you don't really love.

A constant ache, a thought that slides through all other thoughts.

Love can be irrational, love can be dark, love can taste like tears.

I love you my moon.

Solar eclipse by Gallery 360

Mood:

Sweet kisses that turns into savage sex....

This is a very open love letter to the one embedded deep in my heart.

Love

You are my obsession, I see your words /your face... My heart pounds and I feel calm, I feel perfect and right..... You are my addiction, I crave and need, in in those moments after our interactions I need, crave, my desire grows, so much I shake, you are powerful.

Don't ever feel you aren't strong, because i beg to differ.

You are my moon, my moonlight.

Why?

I look at the moon I feel calm, it's reflective light bathing us comforting.

I look up at the moon the same time as you and no matter our paths, no matter the distance, we are looking and loving the same thing.

Only you are my moon..my comfort, my inspiration. You are my light when all I see is dark, when I'm bright, you reflect my light, spread it farther than I ever could alone.

You speak to my heart, understand me in ways many could not, even when I don't understand myself you somehow find what it is I can't voice.

You take every part of my intensity, even though I know it's one of my biggest issues, you accept all my faults, the moments when I know it's my past trust /abandonment issues taking, and even when hard, with tears in your eyes, you not only handle me, but love me more.

I didn't have to learn to love you, and that is why it's so easy to love you.

The faults you carry, you know I don't see them as such, never have.

Thank you for your light.

Your love.

Your glow upon my life.

Ache....

Hard to describe the ache I carry for you.

I remember when it started, it was when I heard your voice for the first time, saw your eyes, felt your energy, that it began to bloom.

Felt like a slight burn from touching a hot pot from the stove.... It registered differently in me, pushed away things I felt and was definitely new.

Now..... It's something different.

It's an obsession, a craving powerful in scope.

You invade my thoughts, my body reacts like I need a nicotine fix, I physically quiver at the thought of you.

I know every curve, every speck of color in your eyes, your voice fills my head long after you speak, it's the only music I want to play.

I yearn for your touch, for your caress, I want to feel your fingers trailing my skin, your nails tearing into my flesh, I crave you invading my space, playing with my beard.

I need to touch.... I need to rip the clothes from your body and I need to tear you open.

I want to bruise you, hear your screams, I want to use every bit of you up, breathe in your air as I'm making your heart pound faster and harder.

I want to devour your body, pull you apart, get lost in your soul, feel your heart beating against mine as I dig into your darkness and the part of you that's only for me.

My ache decreases with every intimate stroke, filling you deep inside, every whisper, every sound.... Mine... Feeding I take.... I build... I consume you until the air is nothing but ash.....

Even as I slump into exhaustion, my lips full of your taste, my tongue savoring the salt of your skin.... As I feel myself running out of you and down your thigh.....

My ache begins to build again.

Who I Write For

Supernatural

Sam Winchester

Dean Winchester

Adam Milligan

Jack Kline

Benny Lafitte

Rowena MacLeod

Chuck Shurely

Charlie Bradbury

Castiel

Lucifer

Micheal

Gabriel

Walker

Cordell Walker

Liam Walker

Stella Walker

August Walker

Tracker

Russell Shaw

Colter Shaw

Big Sky

Beau Arlen

Devour

Jake Grey

My Bloody Valentine (2008)

Tom Hanniger

Axel Palmer

Harry Warden

Gilmore Girls

Dean Forester

Luke Danes

Jess Mariano

Tristan Dugray

Rory Gilmore

Ten Inch Hero

Priestly

Tish

Piper

Jen

This list will update with my interests! Don’t be disappointed if one thing disappears! My interests change after a while and if I feel like I can’t write the characters well enough I might just take them off the list

All About Me

Hello and welcome to my blog!

My chosen names are Angel and/or Rusty and here’s some things about me:

my friend says I seem ‘nibble-able’ so there’s that

I use She/They pronouns and I am currently questioning my sexuality!

I am a writer and have been for the past 3-4 years, I of course am not perfect, so feedback and constructive criticism is welcome!

I have ADHD and Autism so I do hyper focus on a lot of things sometimes. My current hyper fixations are Spider-Man and The Black Phone!

I do requests! If you’d like me to write something I will! Just please be specific and follow my rules!

Please Interact: LGBTQ+ individuals and allies, writers, artists, non-problematic people, silly folks :)

Do Not Interact: homophobes, racists, people prone to drama, generally shitty people

Page Rules!!!

no NSFW please! I’m not exactly comfortable with writing that

No spamming! I will get to your ask/comment/request eventually! I don’t have a lot of time outside of school so I write when I can!

Please don’t start any drama with me or with anyone else!

If I don’t want to answer or write something or if I don’t know it enough I don’t have to! Please don’t spam me if I decide not to do something.

No homophobia or racism!

Please please please don’t ask for anything NSFW. I will delete anything that has to do with NSFW if it comes down to it

Please don’t vent explicitly as I don’t wanna upset people. You can still vent to me, but just know I’m not the best with emotional stuff sometimes

Please don’t call me by my real name nickname unless we are just that close and know each other irl

please don’t break the rules! If you do, you will be blocked!

When requesting please make sure to specify whether you want headcanons or a one shot! I don’t want to disappoint!

Hyperfixations/Fandoms I write for:

Supernatural

Walker

Tracker

Big Sky

Devour

My Bloody Valentine

Gilmore Girls

Ten Inch Hero

this is all for right now! The list will probably maybe eventually grow, but for now, this is all

that’s all for now!