by: rebelzva & cptxbonnot
What are three objects you couldn’t live without?

my black cherry coffee mug (the unicorn one)
this thing has survived three moves, two breakups, and one very drunk night where dominus knocked it off the counter and it didn’t even crack. every morning it’s the first thing i reach for—warm coffee, your kiss on my forehead, and the promise of another day with you. without it? i’m just a gremlin with no ritual. it’s my anchor.
– my fishnet stockings (the ripped ones)
they’re not just clothes—they’re armor. every hole is a story: the one from when you fucked me against the lanai rail, the one from dancing too hard at that warehouse party, the one from climbing a fence to steal tomatoes. they remind me i’m feral. i’m free. i’m yours. without them? i’d feel naked in the wrong way.
– dominus’s squeaky bat toy
yeah, laugh, but hear me out. that stupid rubber bat is the soundtrack of our mornings—squeak squeak squeak while he zooms around like a tiny anarchist on caffeine. it’s the sound of joy. of home. of the little life we’ve built. without it? the house would be too quiet. and quiet is dangerous. quiet lets the world in.
three objects. three pieces of us.
coffee for comfort. fishnets for rebellion. squeaky bat for chaos.
that’s how i live. that’s how i love you.
what are YOUR three? drop them below. i’m nosy and caffeinated and ready to judge lovingly (or steal ideas for my next tattoo 😈).
forever yours (and never living without you),
rebelzva & cptxbonnot 🖤❤️
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