Finally giving in and admitting to yourself that you have a fetish you were avoiding
my favorite part about this is that are no tags, no comments. everyone knows what theyre guilty of
I got a carving of a an ancient, forgotten snake god. It gives me power over sand – really not that useful around here. But then it started talking and just won’t shut up, practically demanding that we go the beach every day even in the middle of winter, or a construction site to help with the mixing. I’ve told him no, they have machines for that now, but it’s just… he’s so needy. I shut him in a suitcase but you still hear him whine occasionally.
It’s really annoying when I have guests round who hear him squeak and I have to pretend like I just have someone handcuffed in my room.