I never want my marriage to be based on toleration.

*relationship
*existence

*relationship
*existence
The difference between Star Wars and Gundam is that Star Wars characters have names like Wantu Reezaldo while Gundam characters have names like Oxford Cambridge.
melting down the armor of the bitch of a knight who thought she could best me in combat into the chains i'll keep her bound by at my feet and a gaudy gold plated bikini she'll be forced to wear for the rest of her life...
i would like to make the scene clear: a masculine knight girl, completely overconfident that her superior weaponry and protection will allow her to take the conquering mythical "foreigner hero" down, as ordered by her lady. she practically starts laughing when she sees me, with a thin rapier as my only weapon and with my only protection being a leather cloak and gloves. being defeated, the sharp end of my rapier to her throat, armor practically peeled off her, covered in her own blood from strikes i designed to be non lethal. on her kneee, forced to swear allegiance to me, carried off by my army, stripped bare of anything that could make her dangerous. as my conquest spreads i personally oversee her captivity, forcing her hair to grow longer, groping and taunting her, easily taking her down in hand to hand whenever she tries to take her vengance. one day i decide i want to take her with me to the front lines, want her to see what i've done with her people. my most loyal retainer decides to use her former pride, her sword and her armor, for scrap metal. she arranges the whole thing, and i only see the knight again when her leash is handed to me, legs bound together, arms behind her back, a humiliating and cold set of metal pieces plated in almost-tacky gold, barely covering her holes and tits. gagged, collared, with a horrible resignation in her eyes when she sees me again. she'll never get to enjoy solitude again. she'll never get reprieve. this is all her fault.
Taketomi Volcano by Alexander Lavrentiev
PJ Harvey at Yeovil Art College, Somerset, 1991/1992. Photographed by Rebecca Goddard.
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Cornelia Parker: ‘At the Bottom of This Lake Lies a Piece of the Moon’ (2000)