#tw child p*rn
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reader: female anatomy, gender neutral descriptors and nicknames, no pronouns used
tw/cw: nsfw - mdni!, playful bickering (?), degrading, a bit irritated Veritas, slight dumbification, vaginal fingering & p in v penetration, no protection (wrap it before you tap it pls), creampie
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Veritas trying to teach you math as a form of love language while incorporating some other things until one of you loses focus...and the other loses patience. Is he a bit of a sore loser who would fuck you while doing math stuff? Yes he is, but we love him <3
(I need him carnally, it's not even a joke...so many thoughts rn, but I kept this one tame :D)
dividers by @/cafekitsune
• Dr Ratio • Focus & Patience •
Teaching and sharing knowledge was Veritas' love language.
The worst love language that a genius like him could have, if you were being honest. Sometimes you thought that his idea of a love language was actually him simply feeding his own ego and boosting the love towards himself. Right now, you think it's a torture for something you've done terribly wrong in your past life.
"Are you even listening to me?" he asks sharply, distracting you from much more important and interesting thoughts than math.
"Now I am.." you slur the words as you rest your chin on your hand. Your eyes scream boredom as your lips turn into a thin line, not even trying to hide genuine disinterest you were feeling. Veritas bites down a few nasty words he would throw your way before he speaks up again.
"Do you have any idea how important this is?" his tone is so serious as he shows you the problem he was solving.
"Nope. Never cared, never will. Come on Veritas, you know math hardly sparks my interest!" you whine, spreading your arm on the table to serve you as a pillow.
He scoffs as he gives you a sharp gaze. You return the gaze, however to his misfortune, yours is as disinterested as ever.
"You are worse than a child, at the very least, they have curiosity which is deserving of respect." he says in a stern tone, his gaze still filled with determination to persuade you.
"And you are like a child, whining just like one." you roll your eyes at him, sighing in boredom.
He remains silent and you look at him for a few moments, his eyes holding some sort of indescribable emotion that makes your foolish heart soft.
"Ugh, fine! But this is the last time." you note in a serious tone, earning a soft smile from Veritas.
"It certainly is." he nods as he opens his arm, gesturing to you to sit on his lap. Without giving it much thought and without addressing his previous sarcasm, your body simply follows, adjusting yourself on top of him. He slowly wraps one of his arms around your waist and tummy as he uses the other one to point at things as he explains them.
You have no idea how much time has passed, slightly readjusting on his lap from time to time as he keeps explaining stuff you will never think about ever again. At some point, he gives you the pen, encouraging you to try and solve one of the problems by yourself. His hand rests besides yours that was writing with slight hesitancy, but you were trying your best. His arm that was wrapped around you tightens just a bit as his thumb starts drawing small circles on your hip.
"That would be much hotter if we were playing billiards or something, ya know? In this setting, it's kinda lame." you say playfully, following with a soft chuckle.
"The only thing that is lame is your pea-sized brain that even thought of this as a form of coercion. Now, work." he says in a stern tone, earning a face of annoyance from you.
But, you keep working on the problem, even though you truly had no clue what was going on. In the meantime, Ratio slowly unwraps his arm away from your waist and slides his hand down your thigh, keeping it still for the time being.
"That's wrong." he says in his usual, semi-authoritative tone as he observes your solution to the problem.
"You knew that 10 minutes ago, should've told me then!" you raise your voice in annoyance, but he just places a soft, perhaps apologetic kiss on your shoulder.
He sneaks his hand to your inner thigh and starts drawing small circles on your skin using his thumb.
"Just try again." he whispers as his hand trails up your inner thigh, giving your flesh a few rougher squeezes in-between the tender circles.
You aren't oblivious by any means, but this stupid solution is taking up most of your focus and attention. You slightly readjust yourself on Veritas' lap, only to feel him getting harder, his cock pressing onto your ass.
What a damn loser.
He slowly moves his other hand, sneaking his thumb between your skin and your panties as well as your shorts, slightly pulling them down. You turn your head, giving him the look, but his gaze remains the same - lustful and greedy.
"Keep working." he orders in a lower tone as his other hand joins to slide down the fabrics covering your slightly leaking cunt.
You adjust yourself, standing up for a moment, letting the fabrics fall down your legs. You sit back down, softly squirming on his lap as you continue solving the problem...or at least trying to do so.
"Good job. You got the first part correct now, can you do the rest?" he asks in a sly tone as one of his hands slides between your legs, two fingers slowly collecting the precum that was coating your inner lips.
He slowly brings his fingers up, drawing circles around your clit, just close enough to make you a bit irritated. You bite down on your bottom lip, genuinely trying to solve the issue, but with no much fruition.
"Perhaps you need a little reward for doing the first part correctly..., it might motivate you further." he whispers, kissing the nape of your neck as the two of his fingers finally begin to circle on your clit, earning a few soft gasps of yours.
"How am I supposed to work like this?" you whisper in a slightly trembling tone as your pussy clenches around nothing.
"Think of it as...mental gymnastics of a sort." his tone reveals no sympathy for you whatsoever as he continues circling over your clit, enjoying the way your body twitches from time to time.
You roll your eyes as another barely audible gasp leaves your lips, continuing your work. His fingers move slowly enough for you to make some room for concentration, but as soon as Veritas notices that the problem is taking a bit too much of your attention, he speeds up, earning a guttural moan of yours. Your pussy leaks more, the emptiness starting to feel slightly painful.
You can't see his face, but you can sense the satisfaction that he was experiencing for messing you up like this. Although, it's only the beginning.
"You are on the right track." he whispers behind you in a low tone as his fingers trail down, teasing your entrance.
You bite down a moan, a soft muffled whimper escaping your throat as he slides two of his fingers inside your needy cunt, moving them in and out of you at a slow, agonizing pace.
He lets out a mellow sound of satisfaction of his own upon feeling your wet cunt clenching around him as he keeps stretching you out.
Your hips begin slowly rolling in and out, meeting the thrusts of his fingers as he curls them up, pressuring your sweet spot with every movement made. You drop the pen, focusing on riding his fingers and he lets you indulge in pleasure for just a moment. His other hand rests on your hip, gently guiding it without much pressure as soft moans slip past your lips each time his fingers reach all the right spots inside of you. He slightly spreads his thighs, spreading yours along the way, making you more sensitive to his touch and earning a louder moan of yours.
"Don't fuck yourself dumb now. Solve this and I will give you even more." he whispers, but his tone reveals certain impatience and neediness as you continue working in a perfect union.
"Promise?" you ask mindlessly as your hand searches for the pen, eyes rolled back as his fingers speed up just a bit, sending pleasurable jolts through your whole body.
"Promise. Now, focus and patience is what we need." he confirms, his tone becoming a bit more desperate as your pussy clenches tighter around his fingers.
You try to keep your unsteady gaze on the second part of the problem, mind overwhelmed with the heavy knot that was forming in your lower tummy as pleasurable heat spreads underneath your skin. With each roll of your hips, you can feel Veritas' cock getting harder and harder, an originally small wet spot growing bigger with each movement you make, mixing your own precum with his. He wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you closer to him as he speeds up his fingers even more, forcing a few louder moans out of you.
You curse under your breath, swiftly dropping the pen as your head falls back on his shoulder, hips still as he continues fucking you with his fingers in a faster pace.
"Focus." he orders in a firm tone, but curls his fingers even more, not giving your sweet spot a single break. You let out a prolonged whimper, shaky breath making it hard to speak up.
"Don't tell me that you are so pathetic that you become a dumb little thing just from this." he continues in a firmer voice, although you notice a subtle teasing.
"Says a guy with a wet spot on his pants." you barely voice your sentence as more moans and whimpers occupy your throat, the pleasure too overwhelming.
In one quick instant, your cunt clenches around nothing, a loud gasp escaping your lungs as your chest hits the table in front of you. A rush of excitement goes through your body, making you needier.
"Who do you think you are?" his tone is low as he leans in, towering over your bent body, lips gently brushing over your earlobe.
"You should lick it clean since you are the one who made it in the first place.."
"Or should I just fuck you dumb since you serve no other purpose in your current state of mind?" his tone is awfully low, but firm, sending shivers up your spine. You remain silent, so Veritas makes a decision for you. A decision that you already saw coming, but he doesn't have to know that.
You can hear the zipper going down and the fabric rolling down his legs. You lay your head on the side, watching his irritated gaze as you feel him align his cock with your pretty leaking cunt. You give him a soft smile, almost feeling victorious for whatever reason, but your mouth quickly turns agape as a guttural and strained moan escapes your lungs once he swiftly slides his cock inside of you. He lets out a louder grunt as his hands fall onto your hips, pressing them into the table. He quickly picks up the pace, sliding his cock in and out of you in a swift and deep manner, stretching you out while reaching the sweetest and furthest spots inside of you.
Your fingers shakily claw on the table, filthy sounds turning your throat dry as he keeps pounding into you without a break. His grunts quickly turn into moans of his own, fingernails digging into your skin as his pelvic area slams into your ass, leaving a burning sensation behind each thrust.
"And you were doing so well...such a shame that you are a dumb little whore who only wants to get fucked." he spits out between the moans, voice a bit shaky.
Your mind feels hazy and all you manage to do is spread your legs just a bit more, greedy for deeper sensation. He quickly picks up on that, spreading your legs further using his own knee as he narrows his hips in an angle that reaches the deepest spots inside of you. You choke on your own sounds, still clawing on the table as each thrust makes your body weaker and weaker.
The burning sensation in your ass becomes even hotter as the angle of his hips changes, the speed of his thrusts making it hard for you to process every sensation that was going inside of your body.
Veritas' cock starts pulsating inside of you and your pussy clenches around him in response, earning a few soft twitches of his. He throws his head back, guttural and deep moans shamelessly slipping past his lips as he keeps you in place, the pace of his hips vigorous and precise.
An intense heat spreads beneath your skin as your thighs become shaky and weak from all the sensations. A string of saliva slips down your bottom lip, but Veritas quickly moves his hand to clean it up, his thumb brushing over the wet spot of your lip.
"How pathetic and unpresentable. Drooling like a dog." his words come out harsh, but the way his cock twitches inside of you just reveals his actual feelings about it...as always.
You roll your eyes slightly, trying to lift your hips to feel more of him if even possible, but the harsh thrusts of his own hips make it impossible for you to move. His balls slap your clit with each thrust, deepening the pleasure, but not staying long enough for you to reach your release. It makes you slightly annoyed, but the way his cock slides in and out of you in such a perfect way, reaching all of your sweet spots makes it easier not to think about it. He lets out a chain of heavy moans and gasps as your pussy tightens and relaxes around him, your eyes revealing a soft plea for him to play with your clit.
"You think you deserve it?" he asks as he leans closer to you, his chest pressing into your back, his thrusts becoming a bit shallow in the process. You nod as the knot inside of your lower tummy becomes unbearable and overwhelming, making it hard to speak or think. All you can do is tremble beneath him as your body becomes more limp with each passing second.
"I don't think you do." he whispers into your ear, a soft moan following as your cunt clenches around him, almost panicky.
A chain of weak and broken pleads slip past your lips, voice desperate and needy. He slows down his thrusts, sloppily grinding into you and slightly giving your intense build up a relief. You grind back into him, his thick cock filling you up perfectly, soft pressure and warmth building up in your cheeks from excitement and arousal.
"Please, Veritas." your tone is desperate and whiny, slightly broken as well.
He can't help but chuckle at a pathetic, yet quite exciting sight in front of him. The sight of you like this makes his cock leak a string of precum inside of your sensitive cunt, sending tingles through your back. It also makes Veritas break easily, giving into your desire as his own release builds up more and more with every mutual grind of hips.
He slides his hand between your lower tummy and the table, the two of his fingers begin to draw small circles on your clit. You let out a gasp of relief as Veritas slightly straightens himself, chest no longer pressing into you as he quickly picks up the relentless pace from before.
The room fills up with a mixture of both of your moans and whimpers as he keeps pounding into you without a break while his fingers move in a slower manner, creating a perfect balance. Your legs become unsteady and shaky as the knot inside your lower tummy becomes heavier and heavier, the first waves of your orgasm washing over you in short and quick spams.
His cock twitches more, applying more pressure to your g-spot as he slides his cock in and out of you, making your pleasure overwhelming. You let out dry moans as his fingers keep up the slow pace opposed to his cock, making your pussy leak more around him. He lets out breathy moans and whimpers, cock pulsating as he edges closer to his own release.
Your hand shakily grabs the edge of the table as Veritas keeps up his pace, narrowing his hips just a bit more to send you over the edge. You feel intense warmth spread beneath your skin as you become lightheaded, loud gasps and moans escaping your lungs as the knot inside your tummy finally unravels. Veritas mutters a few curse words as your cunt pulsates and twitches around him, his fingers becoming shaky on your clit as your orgasm reaches its peak.
He lets out a sharp groan, gasping quickly afterwards as he reaches his own release, a thick whip of cum spreading inside of you. Your eyes roll back as your eyebrows furrow in unbearable pleasure, legs barely keeping you up as your orgasm slowly melts away. Veritas moves his fingers away from your clit, hand quickly pressing your lower back into the table as he rides out his own orgasm, thrusts messy yet quick.
A few moments pass and he finally slows down completely, remaining still inside of you as his breathing remains erratic and heavy. You take a deep breath, trying to calm your body from the intensity, gradually becoming a bit sleepy from everything.
Veritas, however, has a different idea as he pulls you by your hips, cock softening inside of you as he sits back on the chair and placing you on his lap...just like that. You squirm a bit as his cum slowly slides down your sensitive cunt, mind hazy and ready for a good nap. However...
"Now, the second part of the problem." he breathes heavily, yet there is a seriousness in his tone.
"Are you kidding me?!"
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I'm gonna guess it's because it's unclear how much of the child actually remains once their parts are used in a toy. A lot of the toys talk like adults, and also Catnap has committed horrific torture and murder, so there's some basis for the thought.
Personally I think it could go either way but regardless what canon makes clear later (or not) people are gonna ignore what parts of canon they wanna ignore. I do it because the idea of a child doing all that murder and torture makes me intensely uncomfortable.
Also Look no further than the outpouring of love for Dogday and aus rescuing him as evidence of people deciding sometimes canon just isn't totally for them andjsjfkg
TW: Child abuse and Violent Content ahead
I think you're missing the point that people shouldn't be sexualizing kids just because their trauma makes them act less like kids, Which is what people are doing right now and why I am speaking up about it.
These kids- Catnap specifically even, were subject to traumatizing abuse as a child and in toy form. This isn't even mentioning that they were teaching kids advanced subjects in science- possibly to imply that kids that weren't turned into toys became workers for playtime co. Of course he doesn't act like a kid, and of course he does all these horrible things. They were never treated like a kid. They were never taught anything else.
It's horrible and awful for that to happen to a child- but like most (Fictional, this obviously isnt always the case in real life) horror games- when a kid is subject to that kind of learning they repeat what they see. (Ie: Fnaf is also guilty of letting it's fanbase make sexualized art of the animatronics when they ALSO had dead kids in them. Kids who killed security guards in the worst way they could because it was all they knew and they were vengeful)
What specifically irked me and made me remind people that 'hey these characters are kids, don't be gross' is that theres already a massive amount of p*rn of them, and im sorry but i just DONT think its appropriate to be making that stuff, au or not, of a child character. Maybe if the context was REALLY FUCKING DIFFERENT, but a lot of what i'm seeing ISNT DIFFERENT FROM SOURCE. Which is really gross.
I am not sorry when i say that i will be blocking people who are doing it- because I just don't condone it. It's gross icky nasty. They're kids.
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Hi. I'm going to be censoring many things in this post. If you need clarification, feel free to dm.
Tw for mentions of b-st--l-ty (e,ia,i) and cs-m (e)
This is important.
Can't believe I'm having to say this, but I do not support x3n0satanists.
I do not support them. Please block me if you do. What I see from the coining post is that they support the legalization of many things that are illegal because they very much harm and traumatize the beings involved, such as b-st-ality (B) and cs3m (C). It also supports young children having access to p-rn-gr-phy (P). It supports public sex, which can have child witnesses.
I do not support that. I do not support real, actual goddamn abuse.
B can very much hurt and traumatize the animals involved. C can very much hurt and traumatize the children involved, and so can child exposure to P. I do not believe these things are ok.
Please, just block me if you support x3n0satanists or are one yourself.
If I'm wrong about what x3n0satanism is, tell me. However, I was looking at the coining post when I wrote this. I do not think I got anything wrong.
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Kiss With a Fist
Dark Richy x Dark OFMC Smut
Words: 4.2k
I didn't expect to write more for this pair. But Aylin wouldn't leave my head, and I wanted to test the boundaries of a really dark character and romance. You don’t even have to know the fandom to read this one 😂
On the run. Fighting and fucking. A lot. A hotel bed. Scamming the rich folks. Torturing Richy until he loses control. All of it is child’s play to Aylin.
TW: Vague Mention of Drugs. Robbing people. Consensual Violent Sex. Hair Pulling. Pain and Pleasure. Bondage. Utterly Shameless, Unhinged, Unprotected Smut and strange, sadistic ways of flirting😅 Dark/Black Comedy. Link to the first one shot is below. You don’t have to read it to read this one. There is no real plot. Just pure, filthy p*rn.
Run Towards the Monster
People Aylin wants to kill or seriously harm
1 - Sandra - Hotel receptionist. Gossiping old hag. Always has mascara goop in the corner of her eye. Asks too many questions. Apparently, asking for two room keys is an outrage she couldn’t accept.
2 - David - Gas station attendant. Greasy long hair and dirt caked under his nails as he handed her a hotdog. He tried to flirt and reeked of cat piss, and she couldn’t eat the hotdog after that.
3 - The new money dickhead flashing his Rolex and black Amex yet seemed impervious to buying her a simple martini. Ordered her a salad for dinner… that she had to pay for.
4 - Richy - Changes every day. That day, he was complaining about having to stay hidden. Not her fault the idiot's face is still being shown on the news. Told him to grow a beard, and now that was the source of his complaints, as it was going too slow. May slit his throat if he doesn’t shut the fuck up soon.
Aylin
The black silk dress that had hung despondently on the svelte mannequin in the overpriced store she bought it from was now the only thing keeping her skin from feeling flayed by the suffocating heat of the evening. She was perched at the hotel bar. A swanky, snobbish place she had chosen when Richy attempted to convince her a Motel 6 would suffice. Fuck that. She was a creature of luxury and comfort. Nothing else mattered but her beauty sleep, and well-being. Richy had shut up when she’d shoved him against the elevator wall, hit the emergency stop, and made him cum down her throat in under 90 seconds. She could still feel an ache in her jaw whenever she yawned. He hadn’t complained since though she knew he would be furious with her tonight.
Demurely, she sipped her martini, dry with three olives, and surveyed her target of the night as he ordered yet another whiskey. In order to maintain this lifestyle and ensure she and Richy remained free, she had gone back to her old pastime of scamming those with too much money and not enough sense. It didn’t take much. A revealing outfit, a flash of the expensive burgundy lace covering her freshly waxed cunt, and a salacious smile were typically enough to hook someone in. Usually, she would bed them and wait until they’d slipped into a very male doze before she rifled through their things and made off with a small fortune. Now though, Richy’s possessive side had forbidden her to try it. She chafed at the order, the ownership. But she enjoyed it deeply and grew increasingly heated as she pondered how he was faring in their room.
She had left him in bed. Not typically a cause for alarm or anger. But she doubted he'd ever been left strapped down so tightly he couldn't do more than curl his hands into tight fists. Oh, she was going to hurt later, but it was his turn first. She had left him with a bloody lip, and the coppery tang still lingered in her mouth despite the liquor she was sinking while waiting for this fool to give her the chance to slip something inside his vile drink. After listening to his bragging and pandering to his crippling need for validation, she wanted to skin him alive. People with money never deserved it, and neither did she, but she at least would have more fun with it.
When he finally deigned to return to the stool beside hers, she tossed a sultry smile his way, running the tip of her finger around the wide rim of her glass, and licked her scarlet-painted bottom lip, internally preening when he fell for it. Her long raven hair was loose and lightly waved, scented with rich coconut and sea salt. Her mark breathed deeply whenever she flipped it over her shoulder. That was the problem with people like her. Everything about them was designed to draw fools like this one in, beauty so sharp it could open a vein, no remorse to stop her from using it to gain what she wanted. How unlucky for him. As he leaned in, damp whiskey-stained lips pressing against the shell of her ear, she managed to lean into it and not shudder, using the opportunity to slip the drug into his glass.
Holding his attention captive until it fully dissolved, she mimicked his attempt at seduction and whispered, “Why don't we finish these, and you can show me your suite?”
Like a moth to a flame, he smirked like a cat and nodded, “I thought you'd never ask.”
Giving a girlish giggle that made her want to kill herself, she picked up her glass and threw back its contents, shivering as it burned her throat and warmed her from the inside out. The slickness between her thighs quickly became irritating, and she needed this farce finished to sate it. As her victim downed his drink, she hopped down from her stool and pretended to totter drunkenly on her too-high heels. Her “lover” was quick to take advantage, and this couldn't have been any easier than if he'd simply handed her his wallet. He wrapped an arm around her. His pungent cologne irritated her nose, and she grinned wickedly at the thought of Richy smelling it on her as she was led away from the bar and into the elevator.
He tried to crowd her against the mirrored wall, hands crawling over her like he had the right, and it took everything she had not to knee him in the crotch. Instead, she faked a saucy laugh, laying a hand against his expensive suit and tipped her head toward the cameras. A heavy sigh was his only reply as he relented his mauling and impatiently tapped his foot as they ascended to the penthouse suite. New money. She could smell it on him. Insecurity and shame that he didn't deserve his success hung in the air around him. How pathetically weak. What was the point in having money if he was too ashamed to use it? She would remedy that as soon as she had him safely inside that suite.
The elevator opened into a generous sitting room. Everything gleamed and glittered. There was even a goddamn chandelier. Fine furnishings and fabrics that dripped with wealth draped the walls and floor. He gave her a sheepish grin as he stumbled in before her, and his eyes widened at his sudden lack of grace. She fluttered her eyes at him and urged him to show her the bedroom before he could think too hard and give himself an aneurysm. He needed no further convincing. Following his staggering steps, she eyed the room with an analytical mind. A huge plush bed took up the majority of the ample space, and her dirty mind wandered back to Richy and how he was doing. This had taken longer than she’d anticipated, and he would be foaming at the mouth by now. The safe door was wide open, stacks of cash were visible, and she quickly looked away as he turned to her and flung out a heavy hand, swaying on his feet a little as she took it. Letting him drag her close, she feigned shyness as his roaming hands quickly found her ass and palmed her over the silk.
A slow, weighted blink and a surprised noise was the only warning she got as he slumped to his knees. The dose she had given him was enough for three men, and he barely made one. She crouched in front of him, gripping his chin tightly and forcing his dazed eyes to look at her. A brief moment of lucidity as he spat her name in an accusation she didn't deny. Nodding, a saccharine smile lit her face as she watched the horror bloom on his face before the lights went out, and he crashed to the floor in a heap of useless overgrown man-child. She moved decisively then. Grabbing one of the shopping bags he'd left lying on the floor, stuffed it with the cash and soon relieved him of his new Rolex.
There were some diamond cufflinks and a platinum tie clip on the nightstand that she had also stolen before she went into his wallet and purloined the cash there too. She thought about taking the credit card but didn't want a trail of purchases to lead the cops to her if they figured out she was helping Richy. Checking on her snoring victim, his phone had fallen from his pocket, and she took great joy in smashing it before she flung it down the toilet. He had nothing else worth taking. His carelessness and newness to the rich life had made it too easy. She locked him in the bedroom, taking his key card before she let herself out the main door and locked that too. He would have to wait for the hotel staff to let him out before they could begin hunting for her. And she would be long gone before then.
Cursing him and Richy as she trudged down what felt like a million stairs in six-inch stilettos, she knew she would have to cut and dye her hair. It had taken years to grow this long, and yet again, a fucking man had to ruin it. If she hadn't tempted her luck too far already, she would have killed the prick in the penthouse for the distress. The humiliation would have to do until the grim reaper came calling for him. Her mind was a labyrinth of half-formed plans and promises of retribution on her unending journey back to her room.
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Aylin quietly let herself inside her room. The electronic beep as the door unlocked made her cringe as she spied Richy passed out on the bed. The sheets under him were rumpled. His wrists and ankles were rubbed raw, and she smiled slowly at the mental image of him struggling to get free before exhausting himself and falling asleep. She toed off her heels, tip-toeing over to the bed as a low simmer began in her core. How to wake him? She could simply yell at him. Or, she could do what she had wanted to do for days since he’d started bitching about being cooped up while she got to socialize.
What he didn’t understand was that she hated to be social. Completely despised having to pretend she cared about the things everyone else seemed to take great pride in. But she also knew she had to be seen doing so. People labeled her a loner, a weirdo, when she was alone for what they deemed an inappropriate amount of time. And it wasn’t long before they started paying close attention to what she was doing or saying. Rumors would start. Vicious, nasty rumors with the power to end her reign of terror long before she was ready. No, she had to act the part. Richy had done so for years, not realizing he was doing it, and now he was alone except for her, and he preferred it that way. Two weirdos were worse than one, so they had to make sure they were seen mingling.
Choosing option two, Aylin marched around the side of the king bed and leaned over him, watching him breathe for a moment before she lifted her hand and slapped him. Hard. Right across his face. Richy jolted awake immediately. Dark eyes blurred by sleep and confusion as she smiled sweetly at him. He bared his teeth, eyes narrowing on her as she winked and plopped down on the bed.
“What the fuck was that for?” He demanded, and she did not like his tone. She had come back. He should be grateful, not mad.
“You looked so peaceful. I didn’t like it.” She shrugged carelessly.
“Where the hell have you been? Did you fuck him?”
She gave an unladylike snort, fingers toying with her hair as her nipples hardened and peaked against her thin dress, and Richy’s eyes stuck to them like glue.
“And if I did?”
“I’ll kill you.” He swore, and now she laughed loudly.
He was practically snarling at her now, and she decided to push him further.
“Hmm. And how will you do that when I hold the key to your freedom?” She looked pointedly at the leather and steel cuffs strapping him down, and she saw the defeat in him, but he didn’t back down.
“I can be patient.” He promised, and she rose to her feet, smirking down at him.
He was beautiful when riled, in a way that would turn most off and frighten them. It only made her skin pebble as she shivered.
“I have a better idea,” she said darkly, sliding the straps of her dress down her arms before reaching behind her to pull down the zipper. Richy watched her hungrily as she let it slither down her body and pool at her feet, baring herself to him and delighting as his cock stirred to life.
She had forgone a bra, but the skimpy underwear felt good against her smooth sensitive flesh. He was quiet as she removed that, too, a predator caged as his captor gave him a taste of how Hannah had felt. Though she doubted Hannah had been so turned on, he could barely speak as Aylin swung her leg over his waist and straddled him. This type of power was a potent drug to her, an addiction that addled her mind and drove her to new heights of insanity. Like junk food and indolence, it was bad for her health, yet she didn’t care. Would keep indulging until it killed her or him.
As she leaned forward, the sway of her breasts caught his eye, and she raked her manicured nails down his chest, adding to the myriad of marks already tattooed there. She was marked into his skin, bruised and red. If she left him tomorrow, it would be an age before he could forget her. His blackened soul was the strongest aphrodisiac she had encountered as she felt his cock jump against her ass. The darkness residing in him came out to play as she lowered her mouth and dragged her teeth across his chest, wishing she could taste the wild beating heart underneath. Between her legs, she was soaked, and she knew he felt it as she shifted back on her haunches to stare him down.
“Do you still want to kill me?” She taunted, fingers pinching and pulling on his nipple to see how he’d react. A hiss of pain and a deep chuckle told her he didn’t mind it.
“Undecided.” He bit out.
Humming, she trailed a hand up his torso, wrapping it around his neck and pushing down until his air cut off. He groaned when she let up and bent down, nipping at his lips and darting her tongue inside to play with his as she squeezed his throat again. They were like lit TNT whenever they gave into their primal instinct to tear, bite, and taste. No thought other than the pleasure they could steal from each other. Letting him breathe, a cramping ache in her core too hot to ignore any longer, she reached behind her and grabbed hold of his rigid cock. No foreplay to ease her into it as she lifted to settle him at her entrance, intentionally clenching her inner muscles as he breached her cunt, and she left gravity do the rest.
Head thrown back, and teeth clenched, she reveled in the rough drag of his cock against her taut inner walls. Every hard inch of him stretching her too quickly it hurt them both. Richy's hands were fisted so tightly his knuckles had bleached white, his jaw jutting as he panted, and she bottomed out with a rough gasp. She fell forward as if given a blow to the head, hands scrabbling on his chest as she breathed through the invasion. He was so hard, knocked so deeply she could feel him in her stomach, a torrent of wetness dripping from her as she made small movements to ease herself. Taunting him with the slightest hint of friction until the veins in his neck popped.
Arousal flooded her veins, replacing her blood with flame as she flattened her palms on his chest, locked eyes with him, and slowly, painfully slowly pushed off him. It was pleasure with a serrated edge. Her insatiable obsession to be split apart and used harshly fast took over, and she moved over him until the sting and burn of being rent so abruptly turned to black ecstasy. A warbling moan fell from her as she slammed down, sweat already trickling down her neck as her chest heaved. Her nails cut half-moons into his skin. He didn't complain and urged her to move when she remained still to catch her breath.
Finding a rhythm that soon sent her spiraling, she swirled her hips with each sinuous slide down and felt him twitch inside her. He was too close. Too wound up and pissed off, he’d explode before she could have her fun. That wouldn't do. Ignoring her own need, she lifted him off and laughed as he snarled her name in warning. Crawling up his body, she straddled his head, gripping the headboard before lowering herself onto his waiting mouth and giving him a command he would not ignore.
“Put that mouth to work and make me come, or you won't get to.”
A grunt was his only reply before his tongue dipped into her drenched folds, her thighs clamped around his ears as she whimpered and rolled her hips. She didn't care if he couldn't breathe, not as he flattened his tongue against her clit and lapped at her essence. A carnal growl rumbled through him that she felt between her thighs. He worked her hard. Every flick and dart inside and around her caused her legs to tremble and threaten to give out. It started slow, a ripple of heat from her center, gentle waves of pleasure that made her cry out and plead for more. Then she ignited like wildfire as he devoured her like a man starved. It burned out of control inside her as her cunt clenched around nothing. Release was a song in her molten blood as he chuckled and grazed his teeth over her clit to make her wail like a demon possessed.
Backing away, her body quivered as she glared at his smug smirk, glistening with her wetness, his chin was saturated, and she couldn't resist kissing him. Salt and sweet, heavy on his tongue, and she wanted him to always taste like her, a fierce sense of ownership washing over her as she leaned back and took him inside her again. It was effortless now, so wet and pliant she had no trouble seating him to the hilt and bouncing over him until his face twisted in anguish and desperation. Each time she felt him nearing the edge, she stopped and toyed with his body, clawing at his skin and biting his neck, sucking mouthfuls of his flesh to mark him more. He was a work of art by the time he used the only words she would heed.
“You win. I can't fucking take this. You win, Aylin.” His voice was pained, destroyed under the weight of the tension straining his body. Victory rang like a bell in her head as she rose up, and he slid free of her with a lewd sound that made her smile.
Reaching into the nightstand drawer, she took out the small metal key atop the hotel bible and hurriedly unfastened his hands. She had just unlocked his ankles, her back to him, when her hair was gathered in a fist, and he yanked hard, dragging her across the bed. Whining, utterly delighted at the pain licking over her scalp, she didn't fight back as he let go of her hair and shoved her face down on the mattress. Pressing her sticky thighs together to counter the hollowness eating at the frayed strands of her sense of reality, he was muttering under his breath that she was a nightmare come to life. It was the loveliest compliment he had given her. She knew what he wanted but waited for him to tell her, a show of submission that would piss him off and make him treat her with unmerciful brutality.
“On your knees, ass in the air, and don't fucking argue.” He ordered and gripped her thighs in a bruising hold as she lazily did as told.
Forcing her legs apart, his hand pushing on her lower back to make her arch deeper, she sensed him behind her a second before he entered her in a reckless movement that made her bury her face in the sheet. Keening, she grabbed at the pillows for something to hold onto as he fucked her savagely. The punch of his hips as he gave no thought to her pleasure made her toss her head wildly, a burning ache in her core that made her even more unhinged, and his groans were music to her ears as she fluttered around his thick cock. It was a torment. A delectable agony she would submit to every night so long as he didn't become a risk to her freedom. His lack of care toward her excited her even more. He didn't give a fuck if she liked it or not, he did, and that selfishness spoke in a complex tongue to the poison seeping from her iced-out heart.
Blunt nails scraped over her hips, sweat making his grip slide as he overwhelmed her body. She had turned feral under the onslaught. Lifting her head from the bed to howl like a beast when his hand smacked her ass so hard her teeth rattled, and her cunt clamped around him like a vice. Pleased with her reaction, he did it again, harder and harder, her skin prickling and inflamed as he fucked her to the edge of another orgasm. Madness, her dearest friend, had full control as he reached under her, and between thumb and forefinger, he took hold of her clit and pinched.
He drove into her once, twice, another pinch on that swollen bundle of nerves, and she erupted so forcefully he cried out in shock. Her name ripped from his throat as he slammed into her one last time, and the thrill of his come painting her inside prolonged the torturous waves she was riding. Electricity ran like a current under her skin, every nerve fired, and her skin felt too small for her bones as it stole her wits and breath. It was too much to withstand. Her body spasmed in time with the pulse inside her. Her mind winked out as he slumped over her and flattened her into the bed.
The last thing she remembered when she blinked her bleary eyes open a while later was his claim that he would repay the favor at some point. The bed was a mess of damp sheets tangled around them as he snored beside her. He hadn't bothered to move her from the center of the bed, and he was curled up near the edge, holding onto the sheet for dear life as she sat up and assessed her body. The lingering ache between her legs was heavy and thick, the sinful feeling making her grin as she stood on shaky legs and padded to the bathroom to shower.
She noted a dozen new bruises and bite marks in the bathroom's foggy mirror. A red raised handprint was clear on her ass, and she wore them all like jewelry as she returned to the bedroom and got dressed in dark clothing before she woke him. He wasn't pleased and snapped at her, but they didn't have much time left. The man she had drugged would raise the alarm when the drug wore off, and they had to be far away when he did. Richy moved swiftly once she explained, and she packed her meager possessions along with the money, watch, and other items she had pilfered.
When they were both ready, she grasped hold of his shirt, dragging him down to her level to give him a biting kiss. Wondering where they would go next and what dark, dangerous things they would do to each other once they got there. They left the hotel under a cloak of darkness. The night shift receptionist was snoozing behind his desk as they crept past and snuck out the back entrance. The car they'd rented was nondescript, already fuelled up, and they were soon on the road. They would have to find another soon so as not to test their luck. But as the sky burned red and the sun began its daily salutation, neither cared what the future held. They were good with right now and were determined to make the most of it in their cruel, selfish, and maleficent way. She saw only one ending for their sinister dalliance, but until then, she didn't give a fuck.
This is either the best or worst smut I've ever written, and I don't know how to feel about that, lol. There will be no in between. Like marmite. You’ll either love or hate it. Let me know if you like it!
Part 3: Flesh & Blood
#dark smut#smut#rough smut#shameless smut#duskwood richy#fanfic#duskwood#duskwood fanfiction#duskwood fandom#duskwood everbyte#duskwood game#spicy content#duskwood mc#duskwood smut#duskwood fanfic#duskwood family#dark romance#the bad guys#wordy#pain and pleasure#hot as fuck#why do i do this to myself#female writers#unhinged#fanfiction#feeling spicy#spicyromance#romance fanfiction#original character#duskwood oneshot
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I wanted to warn you about Shelly who you've been interacting with in the DuckTales fandom. They were a known groomer and all around gross person in the Pokémon fandom. They are obsessed with children characters and s*xualize everything. They associate on Twitter, Furaffinity, Inkbunny etc. with artists that draw p*rn and inc*st of child characters including Boyd and the duck children. You can search AmorousArtist (a twitter mutual that's collabed with them and one of many examples) to get an idea. Be warned it's "Dead Dove" level art. They tend to play dumb about stuff even though they're around 40 now and were in the Pokemon fandom for almost two decades before finally being called out. They are very agreeable and change what they like and how they act like a chameleon. They befriend older fans to gain safety. Warnings have been going around but because they're a really good artist I don't think it's being taken seriously. Thankfully some have pulled away or already have them blocked. Please don't give them attention, they traumatized me and my friends and no one cared because they got the artist free pass. Even looking back their Pokémon stuff was a red flag. I know a lot of ducks fans are young and impressionable and I'm scared it's happening again. Thank you for your time and please stay safe, it's hard to trust people nowadays :(
TW: Pedophilia, grooming
Thank you anonymous for coming forward to me with this information. I know letting others know about stuff like this is never easy but your concern for the safety of me and others in the DuckTales fandom is much appreciated
After receiving this message from anonymous I talked with a couple others in the DuckTales fandom who received this message from you and decided to look into the info they gave us. And after searching their Twitter, their art mutual’s stuff, as well as looking them up on other sites, I found out that yes, Shelly does associate themselves with that ArmorousArtist who draws NSFW art featuring minors and Shelly has drawn stuff like that in their past
I will say the only sexualize art I found on their Twitter was stuff with adult characters as well as a pinned tweet urging minors not to interact with their account, however the art mutual anonymous mentioned DID have some very questionable art involving the young characters of DuckTales
When I went searching for Shelly’s art on other sites I came across their Pokémon artwork and can confirm yes, their sexualize artwork featured some of the Pokémon that are on the cutesy side as well as one with a trainer
If you’re a minor and have come across the blogs @/Shellyoducks, @/shellyochunks, or @/chickenmcdicken here’s what I want you to do:
Block those accounts. Do NOT interact with them at all!
I will state it right here that I myself am not a minor but someone in their late twenties (I turned 27 back in January) and have been in a few fandoms in my life. I never really interacted with a lot of people so I don’t have a whole lot of advice other than this:
Block people like this
Let someone IRL know about your mutuals and anybody you interact with a lot here or any social media site
And I get it. You wanna keep your personal life and your online life separate. You do have the right to your own private life, but you should also be safe. But please if you have a parent, a relative, or an older sibling that’s an adult that you can talk to about your interests, please let them know about the people you talk to online and please be safe
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If you tell people not to shorten cosplay to cp and/or use the acronym cp to refer to csam/csem, DO NOT INTERACT WITH ME AND MY POSTS!!
I'm explaining it in depth under cut if you want to know the details.
Tw: mention of csam/csem
First of all, cp mean LOADS of things, such as cosplay; centre of pressure; command post; chemically pure; communist party... Do people not know how acronyms work?? It's like telling someone not to mention league of legend when they write "lol" at the end of their message.
Second, there isn't such thing as child p*rn... P*rnography is legal, child s*xual abuse is not. Using the term "child p*rn" is NOT OKAY.
Say "child s*xual abuse material" (csam) or "child s*xual exploitation material" (csem) if you're talking about that disgusting crap.
And lastly... CONTEXT!!
You read the whole thing, you know I was talking about my goddamn cosplay, not csam. And randomly bringing up that disgusting topic without any warning is EXTREMELY triggering.
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List of Dj’s on This Page
[Btw I will block you if you look like a p/rn bot]
[Last updated mid June]
[Currently organized in this order: GerIta, SuFin, RoChu, FrUK, Other Ships, Non Ship]
GerIta/Hretaly:
A Day On The Planet (85 pgs; dark)
Becoming Friends (17 pgs; dark, gun; nudity but nothing shown)
Beginning's Tone/Hajimari no Onshoku (27 pgs; dark)
BMMB Winter Comiket Issue (5 pgs; cute)
Canal Grande (14 pgs; somber; censored nsfw)
Catharsis When The Country Awakes (74 pgs; dark)
Cherry Boy Blues (21 pgs; dark)
Diamante (multi-ship; 59 pgs; only the gerita one is sad)
Dream Draws A Dream (33 pgs; light drama; censored nsfw)
Eternita (32 pgs; neutral-somber)
Gift (25 pgs; light drama; censored nsfw)
Goodbye My Little Girl (53 pgs; dark)
Hiraite Musunde Isshuukan/Red Shoelaces (28 pgs; light)
I-Logik (32 pgs; light)
I Won’t Let You Call Me Gattino (32 pgs; comedy)
La Sposa de Adria (51 pgs; somber)
Lei Chi Sono Dolce pt 1 (59 pgs; bit dark)
Lei Chi Sono Dolce pt 2 (49 pgs; dark)
Lettera D’Amore (37 pgs; cute)
Life Is So Beautiful (30 pgs; dark, tw)
Little Sheep/Counting Sheep (44 pgs; dark)
Marriage Press Conference (34 pgs; comedy)
Messenger Of Happiness (39 pgs; bit somber)
Night Watch (48 pgs; dark; censored nsfw)
Oggi Sposi (19 pgs; comedy)
Passato Ed Ora (32 pgs; dark)
Passwort Sirup (14 pgs; dark)
Playing House/Futari Gokko (120 pgs; dark, war)
Siamo Felici (24 pgs; comedy)
Sweet Home (30 pgs; dark)
The Defeat Of A Certain Man (60 pgs; drama; censored nsfw)
The Windowsill That Loved Him (30 pgs; sweet)
What If (12 pgs; dark)
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SuFin:
Ai Suru Hito (27; light)
Diamond, Diamond, Diamond (30; mostly light)
Good Night, Good Dreams (14; cute)
Happy School Days (14; cute)
Kemuri wa Doko e Iku no Kara/Where Does The Smoke Go (22; dark, smoking)
Oh Family (18; cute)
Pihatonttu (75; cute)
Second Stage (20; somber)
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RoChu:
Bloom Of Flower (18; dark)
Da Small Town (39; light drama)
Drowned Prince/Oboreta Ou (24; neutral)
Eternal Happiness (28; light drama; censored nsfw)
Guo Jie/Border (28; somber/neutral)
Little Song Maker (15; comedy)
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FrUK:
Deus Ex Machine (25; neutralish)
Diamante (multi-ship; 59; only the gerita part is sad)
Drive Me Crazy (58; light drama; censored)
Fairy In My Mind (43; light; censored)
My Dearest, The British Empire (19; light)
Shiki/Fuyu (45, dark)
Yoru no Mori, Anata to Futari (37, darkish?)
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Other Ships:
Fubin 2 (Gakuen PruHun; 20; light; censored)
Gap Moe (PruHun; 30; comedy)
Omoide Jenga (PruHun; 27; dark)
Always By Your Side (Giripan; 33; light drama)
Neko Netsu (Giripan; 22; dark, war)
Do You Remember Me? (RusPrus; 78; somber; censored)
My Name Is Your Night (RusPrus; 57; somber; censored)
Diamante (LietPol, RusAme, etc; 59; only the gerita part is sad)
Koi To Wa Donna Mono Kashira/What Is It Like To Be In Love? (AusHun; 18; light drama)
Million Lies (DenNor; 72; dark, violence)
The Nation And The Maiden (FraJoan; 33; dark)
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Non-Ship:
A Happy Friendship Day (Hungary & Poland; 14; light)
Cradle Voice/Yurikago no Koe (Italy & Austria; 14; light)
Dreaming (Child America &Canada; 17; light)
Fubin 1 (Gakuen England, Japan; 14; comedy; censored nsfw)
Heart Ni Hyoutai (Russia; hints of LietBel and RusLiet; 14; somber; censored)
Hide, Hide, Hide! (Child America & Canada; 29; cute)
I Am Here, It Is A Very Wonderful Day/Sayonara Sankaku, Matakite Shikaku (Belarus; hints of LietBel; 47; dark)
Moon For You/Anata e no Tsuki (censored v) (Japan & China; 28; war)
Moon For You/Anata e no Tsuki (uncensored v) (Japan & China; 28; dark, blood, war)
My Dearest, The British Empire (tech FrUK bnr; 19; light)
Nihonchi (axis vs ame & uk; tech gerita & itapan bnr; 25; comedy)
Passwort Sirup (hints of hretaly/gerita; 14; dark)
Summer Apparition/Natsu no Mamono (axis; 14; somber yet wholesome)
The Golden Age of Sea and Sky (Turkey & Greece; 25; neutral)
There Is No End (nordics; 27; dark)
The Sound Of A Heart Falling/Shinzou No Orihiru No (Belarus & Russia; 17; dark, tw)
Tomato! Tomato! Tomato! (tech spamano bnr; 20; cute)
World Wide Love (main cast, mcdonald, miku, shinatty; 21; comedy)
#numbers are for pages ofc#censored = censored by me#tech bnr = technically but not really#meaning it could be easily interpreted as non romantic#the other ship section looks a bit chaotic but I wanted to organize it by ship first then alphabetically#specific tws and cws are listed on the post#I'm not including any I've reblogged from another account but you can still find them through tags
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ayo it's my favorite girl's bday
(tw: trauma, nsfw)
maya sakamaki: birthday headcanons
maya doesn't usually celebrate her birthday tho
she might've celebrated her own bday as a child, happily chanting the happy bday song before making a wish and blowing the candles
but the thing is on her 7th bday, her parents sold her to a brothel. that's why all her bday could remind her of is that "you exist to be sold"
so ever since then, maya has never thought of holding a party or telling people her bday
ofc her former master, gilbert feinze, knew when her bday is but since she doesn't want to celebrate, gilbert just makes her take a week off from her duties as a vampire doll
but now that she's married to kanato and has become a full-fledged vampire, she thinks there's no reason to remember her bday anymore like why would she? vampires live longer than humans and age slower than them so there's no reason for her to remember her age or something
that's what maya thought until yui encouraged her to celebrate her bday even once to commemorate her being alive or something like "it's the day you were born so you should be glad about it" (ofc yui how easy to say those words huhu)
so maya bought like two magazines from the nearby convenience store to check for bday celebration tips until she heard these two girls talking abt what kind of present they wanted from their boyfriend
"Hmm... I want my boyfriend to be my present, though?"
"Eh? Like him in a birthday suit?"
"Yeah. It's hot, for me at least."
and so maya went home, turned on her laptop, and searched for this thing they called birthday suit and voila the next thing she's browsing on the infamous yellow and black website (p*rn I don't wanna spell out for you)
ya know what this girl did? fvcking watched the whole scene and got intrigued by the story 😭😭😭 she even made popcorn
but yeah she also immediately turned it off once the sex part started bcos she thinks it's disgusting
and so maya decided not to celebrate her bday after all
yeah that was the decision until kanato (along with ayato and laito) went home from demon world and surprise surprise! HE KNOWS WHEN HER BIRTHDAY IS
so she was still asleep on their bed when kanato kissed her head and woke her up, presenting a huge box along with a 2-tier birthday cake that looked like it came from a vintage movie bcos of its white icing with pink swirls and skewed handwriting
and to her surprise, he was wearing a black suit
"Happy birthday, Maya-san," he whispered in her ear with a smile so genuine you wouldn't believe it's kanato. "I made this gift for you. I hope you'll wear it to our mini tea party that I had prepared."
and so the familiars started dressing her up in this white poofy dress with her hair tied up in a bun and matching fancy hat leather mary janes, and white lace gloved; yes she basically is dressed as a white victorian lady
truth be told, there was an elegant tea party set by kanato and maya felt that something strange will happen (even though there are times when kanato is just 'behaved') bcos there was an eerie sense in the way the middle triplet smiles at her, observing her every move like a predator watching his prey
he presented her with a bday cake, simple with the words "happy bday, maya-san" on top and asked her to blow the candles, to which she did
and when they were eating cake, kanato decided to stand, take every piece away of food and tea from the table, and walk towards maya, kneeling in front of her as he held her chin
"I've been bothered by how pure and beautiful the dress I made you. I think it needs something."
in one swift move, maya was sprawled on the table with kanato hovering on top of her, and then he cut open the flesh from her exposed shoulders, spreading the blood all over her dress as he caught a whiff of her addicting scent
maya understood the reason behind his act, smiling mischievously as she untied the ribbon around his dress shirt's collar, exposing his neck to her
"I heard from Teddy you wanted to wear a birthday suit for your big day."
"Did I live up to your expectations, then?"
"No, Maya-san. You've become my reality."
after that, he bit her neck, sucking the blood out of her as she held his hand and bit on his finger, savoring each other's taste for pleasure bcos they knew no amount of food can satisfy their hunger
once done, kanato grinned, sitting on the chair as he pulled maya, making her sit on top of him. the bday cake was still intact as he presented it to her. she was a bloody mess of an art, looking down at him with unsatisfied eyes.
"Happy birthday, Maya-san. Bon appetit!"
#Spotify#diahell#diabolik lovers#diabolik lovers headcanons#diabolik oc#diabolik lovers oc#dl oc#diabolik lovers fandom#dl fandom#dialovers oc#kanato sakamaki#sakamaki kanato#kanato sakamaki headcanons#逆巻 カナト#maya sakamaki#sakamaki maya#maya#kanato's vampire doll#kanato x oc#柊沙恵 真愛#逆巻 愛彩#yui komori#gilbert feinze#ayato sakamaki#laito sakamaki
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VENT!!
TW: Psychosis, (child) r*pe, m*rder, cannib*lism, p*rn
psychosis is really fucking scary. I thought I killed my cat and lizard. I thought I was dying. I thought my family had abandoned me and been replaced with special agents trying to send me to jail. I kept asking hospital staff “are you staying? will you stay with me?” because I thought my family had left me. i thought I was being filmed at all times. I thought my family was watching from cameras telling the nurses and patients what to do next in order to torture me. i thought my dna was being collected for evidence so I tried not to go to the bathroom or touch anything. I thought I was being accused of canib*lism, p***philia, r*pe, and m*rder. I thought my little brothers were being “played” by child actors. I thought I was being poisoned with rotten food. I thought all the nurses were trying to sleep with me. I thought all the male nurses were trying to physically restrain and hurt me. There was another psychotic patient there and I believed that I was communicating with him and that he was being punished in the same way I was. I thought I was on a movie or TV set and every one in the hospital was an actor being told to act like people from my life or characters from my favorite movies and shows to try and appeal to me to get information. I rejected visitation from my father because I believed he was the ringleader of it all and when he came around it meant I was being arrested. I thought I was being sent messages through music and tv. I thought certain programs were carefully curated to mimic my life and talk to me. I thought the books they were giving me were AI generated. I thought they were giving me child p*rn to read. I thought they were just finding the most racist shit possible and giving it to me. I thought everything in the books were metaphors for r*pe, beasti*lity, racism, or child r*pe. I thought everyone was in on it, everyone I’d ever met , my school, my family, I thought every moment of my life was leading up to them “catching” me.
#psychosis#mentalwellness#mental illinois#mental instability#mentally disordered#mental heath issues#mental health#shizophrenia#phsyco#psychotic episode#psychotic disorders#actually psychotic#psychotic break#psychotic symptoms
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& NSFW PLOT IDEAS ( do not reblog, every idea has some sort of tw/kink warning. LIKE THIS POST and i'll poke you for a plot! )
tw inc*st: your muse fucking mine and telling her all about how daddy and mommy had her exactly for this reason, for her to become her daddy's fuck toy
tw object ins*rtion, public fcking, punishement: my muse misbehaving and yours deciding to punish her - bending her over their lap or locking her up in some way and inviting other people to play with her. insert whatever objects they want into her holes, fuck her, have them cum into a bottle that's inside of her ass wide-end first so that she will be forced to drink it all from the bottle at the end,
tw wat*rsports: our muses fucking and yours deciding it's too much work to stop it to go to the bathroom so they just choose a hole, push in and start to fill it up. when they're done it's all plugged up and left like this inside of my muse until yours says it's okay.
tw free use: no matter what connection between our muses, mine is up for grabs ( either a new law passed or like a bracelet that glows green to say she's not married/knocked up yet, etc ) and your muse enjoys it to the fullest, bonus points for public fcking
tw abo . kn*ts, h.eats: my muse has just gone into h.eat and your muse could smell it, there's no way of stopping it as your muse mounts mine and fucks her all primal and rough, no matter the place or time or their connection. she's gonna end up kn*tted & full of cum.
tw size difference, m*nster cocks maybe: a very much needed concept for all of my girls rn - a cock so big, so far up her ass and cumming inside of her over and over that it just makes her overfill and the cum drips from her mouth
tw l*ctation: either by some medicine or bc of so much attention being put on my muse's breasts or bc she's pregnant - she starts to leak milk from her tits. and your muse goes absolutely crazy for it, sucking and drinking it any chance he gets or just teasing her to have her tshirt damp from all that milk leaking out of her, etc.
tw inc*st: hotd kind of vibes, targaryen kind of vibes. a much older brother and his young & innocent sister, an uncle & his niece, a dad and daughter, any kind of connection that would be forbidden and frowned upon by any other house but it is common among their people and it always leads to strong leaders sitting upon the throne.
tw r*ligion / inc*st: your muse being my muse's dad or the pri*st at local church. either way he owns her in the most primal of ways so when the sunday mass comes by she's meant to be there in the first row, stuffed full with a diIdo and a pIug that keeps his cum locked up in her holes as she speaks her prayers and sings the songs with the crowd around her
tw thro*tfucking: my muse wearing a ring gag so that her mouth is forcibly opened at all times as your muse grabs her by the hair and just pulls her mouth onto his cock balls deep. not caring if she's gagging or choking, they just need to use her. or set her down on the bed and mount her in a 6-9 to fuck into her mouth as they would do a p*ssy
tw vampires, bIood: your muse as a vampire who found mine and took her to be their toy. basically my muse is there to be their dinner any chance he wants to but it turns out after drinking enough from her your muse can def get an er*ction due to all the fresh bIood in his system so why not use my muse for that as well
tw werewolves, kn*ts, pack, bre*ding: my muse stumbling upon a pack of werewolves. she thinks they're going to eat her but instead they smell she's ov*lating and can't control their urges
tw age gap: age gap quite necessary. my muse's dad and your muse are best friends / brothers / etc, and for quite some time now they have caught each other lusting after the other's daughter. little dinners together, at the pool, putting up the christmas tree. why not make a small switch? for just one night maybe?
tw breeding, mistress: your muse's wife refusing to give up her career for a child so instead your muse turns to mine in that aspect. my muse becoming his mistress, his to breed over and over again. her body always round with child and her breasts full of milk. always naked around the house, showing off her fertile body and always ready to accept more of what he needs from her
probably a lot more to be added. any of these can be mixed up and changed to fit better into whatever you're okay with. additional k*nks to be found in my pinned post!
tw bulging, size difference, an*l: your muse's cock being so big and thick that any time she takes it it's more comfortable to fuck her ass than her pussy. and it's always her ass getting ruined, stomach bulging with the shape of the cock in her guts and then swelling further as he comes inside of her so deep it barely leaks out after they're done
tw power play, fantasy: your muse being a dark wizard or at least a wizard of questionable alignment. maybe someone from the sacred 28 or a respected pureblood family etc while mine is a half-blood or a muggle. they meet and the tab*o of their connection gets them going. this might include all the naughty spells and inappropriate uses of a wand or a broom etc
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TW/Content warning re: domestic violence, IPV, questioning. May be v. triggering for victims/survivors of DV and IPV especially those who were not believed. (btw it is NOT about me directly; I am in a loving and generally healthy relationship and I have never personally experienced DV (as a side-side note, one of my best friends has, we helped her get out))
So. My sister is visiting my parents atm. My mom's family reunion thing is going on rn and my sis drove up to attend. (I have just barely started to feel like Me again after Rural Site Adventure, hence opting out).
Background, p 1: my family has a fam friend we'll call N. N was a past student of my mom's, I think potentially a past client but I can't fully remember the story there. She is "in between" my parents' age and mine/my sister's- I'm not sure if she's technically a young Gen X or an older Millennial, but just to give some context regarding age. My family gave her a lot of support when she was getting her life set up, including financial support in the form of interest-free loans. When my little sis was tiny (she is very much Gen Z, still in high school), N lived with us and would help out a ton around the house, with child care, even doing things like chaperoning my dates when I was in high school. There was a bit of a blow-up idk how long ago where my mom felt like N was mothering my little sis too much and boundaries were getting mixed up, and then idk when but then they made up. I've been mostly out of the house for 12 years and totally living away from them for like 9 years, so I don't remember a lot of the specifics.
Background, p 2: My parents' relationship is not great. The gist is: a lot of infidelity from dad and my mom has a lot of emotional lability for as long as I can remember. She can get pretty mean and is prone to a lot of emotional manipulation and tactics like gaslighting, goalpost-moving, triangulation with me + my older sis, guilt-tripping, diminishing others' experiences... i mean we all do these things from time to time, but she does them very often and only on the VERY rare occasion does she take responsibility (I am not saying my dad's infidelity was caused by my mom's emotional lability or that it set off the emotional lability, and I'm not excusing anybody's behaviors; I think all of this is super multi-factorial). Early on when I was in college, before I really knew much, my dad sat us all down (with my mom, after talking with her) and confessed to his infidelity + said he was considering divorcing mom to be with the woman he was cheating with. I laid into him basically saying that running away from all of us wouldn't solve whatever lead to his cheating and make him happy. He already is once divorced (idk why/what happened with his prior marriage, he hadn't yet met my mom even so that wasn't it). I told him maybe he needs to figure out what HE needs to change rather than flitting around from person to person hoping it'll work out. He decided to stay, they went to therapy, there have been no signs of further incidence (not that it's impossible, but my mom also monitors everything his does including his whereabouts via his phone 24/7). Though my mom will say she's forgiven him, she doesn't act like it- and I get trust has been broken, but it extends further to like, financial control, eg, refusing to let my dad who is actually considered elderly now retire, won't let him buy a new speaker system while my mom takes multiple long international trips. And my parents are well-off. They have the money for all of that.
Okay now the issue.
Apparently N was talking with my sister and mentioned something about Mom and domestic violence. My sis asked if I've ever heard any of their issues phrased like that- and no, never. That alone doesn't mean much - although my mom has called BOTH of us in tearful crisis-mode before and has shared more than I think is appropriate, DV is like the one thing many victims/survivors hide and never actually speak up about.
But... my mom is not shy with her body around any of us. Not a nudist, but has no issue changing while talking with us, going to the bathroom with doors open. She has never "hidden" her body in any way at home. She will hide sometimes (choosing baggier clothing, longer sleeves or lengths) when she is out in public, but I think this is partly Mormon modesty and partly body image issues, as again, she has never taken any precautions to hide her body around us kids. In all my memorable life, I have never not once seen unexplained injuries on my mom. I have seen a few small bruises on legs or arms and not known exactly where they have come- but honestly, I would see them after she was doing manual type labor like moving wood, working outside, reorganizing the pantry, moving heavy furniture... and never bruises in a weird pattern or suspicious location, never multiple bruises in different stages of healing.
I also don't sleep well and often don't have a good 24 hr sleep cycle. I don't think I'm non-24, but my sleep/wake cycles are highly variable. My little sister would have night terrors, too, and wake up from them not remembering but also needing help settling back to bed (she would come and get me or ask to sleep in my room frequently). Since I was the only other person upstairs, I stayed up to listen for her terrors so I could be there when she woke up and she wouldn't have to toddle around to find support. This means that during middle school and all throughout high school, I very rarely slept throughout the night. This also means I heard many many many fights between my parents. I have also quietly tiptoed down the stairs to see what tf was going on more times than I can count. I have never seen any signs of physical aggression from my father in these arguments. Definitely both sides are v guilty of emotional and verbal abuse, which is still abuse and is still a problem. I'm just saying I have never seen outward aggression (hitting, punching, kicking, flailing, throwing anything at all, breaking anything, etc) nor have I seen posturing or yelling. More times than not, if somebody even raised their voice, it was my mom.
When I was a child and spanking was still a think "experts" recommended (apparently), my mom would tell my dad to spank me for a punishment, and my dad couldn't do it and would pretend- he would whisper to me that he was going to put his hand palm-up and smack his own hand so it "looked" real if my mom was watching, and I was to scream and cry so it sounded real.
My dad was a vet before he was a psychiatrist. He left vet medicine in part because he was so sad every time he had to put down an animal, or see animals being mistreated. We had many animals growing up from dogs to hamsters and rats and guinea pigs to horses and bird and fish and cats. 0 signs of aggression with them- the worst thing is when he's really mad because a dog went potty in the house he'd get kinda gruff and grumble and swear.
This does not mean that my dad cannot ever be aggressive, or has not ever been aggressive. This does not mean that when I'm not around he acts the same way. I'm not saying it is impossible, or that my mom is definitely lying or "lying by omission" and hinting that the verbal abuse has extended to physical abuse too. I'm not saying things haven't been hidden from me.
I'm just saying... in my nearly 3 decades of life, I have not once seen my dad be truly aggressive. Even while drunk- he's not aggressive, he gets giggly and silly and then tired and falls asleep. My sisters (both of them) have not seen anything, any signs. Even looking back retroactively- nothing that we can say "omg maybe that was a sign we missed." In the patterns I've seen, including where my parents don't know I'm witnessing it, my dad is a huge pushover and my mom will show more signs of anger and aggression. I am getting weird vibes from all of this, and I'm legitimately concerned about why my mom is saying / insinuating these things.
Edit bc I forgot a part that I wanted to share but got too distracted.
My mom also has had some health stuff. She has MGUS which is kinda like a blood pre-cancer, specifically for her it’s like pre-multiple myeloma, but progression is slow and prognosis is overall good. But, this was discovered during workup for pernicious anemia. There’s no real known time frame for how long she had pernicious anemia. B12 deficiency (a main cause of pernicious anemia) can lead to a host of psych stuff including cognitive slowing, confusion, changes in memory, depression, and sometimes even delirium or acute psychosis. She did do B12 shots but it’s been a while since she’s done them, I think. But during that time, her memories were WEIRD. Like she would mix up things between us kids frequently, invent random and totally benign memories (she was convinced I not only ran track in 4th/ 5th grade but was really good at it, when reality was I tried to get out of running in PE because it hurt my throat/burned to breathe while running).
When she was a child, there was also possibly some DV in the home? It’s kind of unclear what exactly happened, but it’s a real possibility. My granny had some form of psychosis at one point- again not sure exactly because this was a long time ago (my mom’s a boomer) but I was told had a gyn condition that would cause her hallucinate/send her into an acute psychotic state, and once she had a hysterectomy, she was better. There was speculation it was ovarian cysts (per my mother; also, not PCOS) but never a confirmation. I have had a burst ovarian cyst that sent me to the hospital and I thought I was dying from the pain, but no psychosis. Anyway. My sis and I wonder if she had a teratoma and had autoimmune encephalopathy.
The point tho, my granny would hallucinate something like dishes in the sink and tell my mom to do them, but there wouldn’t be any dishes to do. So then granny would think she was blatantly disobedient, and punishment back then sometimes was corporal. I don’t have details from my mom, so I don’t know what happened, but we now know that any corporal punishment is detrimental and essentially DV, so regardless of how far it went, it’s problematic.
So, what I’m getting at: my mom has historically had B12 deficiency bad enough to have serious pernicious anemia, and my sis and I noticed a major cognitive shift around that time. She would mix up memories all the time. Since she’s had it before, she could develop it again. And that could lead to increased irritability, cognitive change, MEMORY issues. And she likely has very real DV memories.
Me, wanting to see best in everybody bc I’m just the perfect picture of an optimist (sarcasm), wonders: what if my mom currently has pernicious anemia and B12 deficiency again to the point her memory and cognition are all kinds of messed up, and she’s confusing her real memories from her childhood with my dad? Especially if the same feelings (eg powerlessness) came up.
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hellu hellu gloss here ( s/h, 21+ ) n happy opening day 2 us all!!! can't wait 2 get plottin n interactin w all ur cool muses ♡ im gna be writing for mr venture capitalist, wolf of ansan street, jin hansol!! he's lived in astra nearly all his life and only recently got his ass booted 2 ansan bc his rich n influential daddi-o pulled some strings to get his ass kicked out so ... awkward ... but yes!! you can find more nonsense info on hansol under the cut, but as alw, pls hit that LIKE button n ill come runnin into ur dms!!! also if u have d*scord pls pls lmk bc i cannot for the life of me keep up w tumblr ims orz
edit 10/07: so i've decided hansol is gna take on a fake identity as some not-from-ansan dude named kim wonshik bc the anti-astra sentiment in nightrunners ( aka the place he's tryna infiltrate n gentrify ) is p strong and his family is too much of a household name rn!! he's gna be known as jin hansol in business and clinical settings but other times he's gna be known as wonshik but yep!! so muses from ansan prob only ever know of him as wonshik unless we plot otherwise <3
if ur an astrology h0 like me then ♡ he's a leo sun / scorpio moon / aries rising which explains a lot of his fuckassery behaviours 👅
lil backstory: his family owns cynet cybernetics, a v longstanding company and one of the major providers of androids ( aka ai robots / humanoids that run around doin ur house chores 4 u... yep... )!! they were one of the first in astra 50y ago which means hansol was born in astra!! he's Never been to ansan and honestly kinda looks down on it ( pun not intended ) so we know where this is goin 🥶
anw he's born middle child between big bro n lil sis n was unsurprisingly neglected : )) he was alm exclusively raised by cynet androids yikers so altho his physical needs were tended 2 as a kid ( 2 the point of overindulgence honestly ), his emotional needs is that year 1 science textbook sittin in the deep corner beggin 2 b read
a lot of his experience shaped who he was as a teen!! he was a bit of a black sheep n would alw get into tons of trouble like tw underage drinking and drug use n it was all rlly j his own way of trying to get his father's attention!! it seemed like those were the only times his dad ever acknowledged his existence even tho it was usually j 2 express his disappointment
meanwhile his obnoxiously overachieving older bro is taken under daddi-o's wing when he comes of age, even starts 2 intern @ cynet n this pushes hansol to clean up his act!! ofc given his track record his dad is Not goin 2 award him the same internship @ cynet so he ends up trying to prove himself in other ways aka scoring deals, funding startups w his sizeable pocket money, buying out said startups when it shows promise!! he's also a bit of a gambler n even got the rights to revel mayb ab 1y ago in a moderately high-stakes poker games so uh... revel peeps say hi 2 ur absentee owner ♡ also has a ton of body mods to help him cheat in these poker games aka cyberaudio 2 b able to pick up change in tone aka if the person is lying n cyberoptics which helps him read hidden cards!! i'll update his body mods page someday rip
ofc despite all his efforts, none of these r big enough to impress his dad so he goes higher!!! word spreads ab his 'talent' @ the game n this leads to his invitation to play a v v high-stakes poker game w the big boys aka dad's competitors friends!! it's to the point that they don't dabble in cash anymore so this is rlly The Game that would get him his father's attn if he won so he rlly goes all in!! all of the jin family members get a small share of cynet to ensure that the company stays in the family and ultimately overpowers non-relative shareholders in big decisions, n bc hansol is positive he's gna win ( bc he's cheating lol ) he bets his share of cynet eek
ends up LOSING bc it turns out they were cheating too but !! he only knows they're cheating bc he's cheating so can u imagine how that argument is goin 2 go down : )) so yeah cynet is so super impt 2 his family n his dad was absolutely livid to find out that hansol gambled his share away n chalked it up 2 his 'delinquent activities' being so bad 2 the point where it's not only detrimental 2 himself but 2 his family!!! anw 2 regain that cynet share that hansol lost, his dad reports him to the authorities for cheating ( dad obv found out ab his mods bc whose credit card do u think he's usin to install em ) n pulls some strings to get him kicked tf out of astra
so yeah now he's here!! it's been 3 months since n he's still trying to prove himself, this time 2 prove 2 his dad that he's a better businessman than his dad will ever be n the first step is 2 get himself back on astra!! of interest one of his current ventures is to gentrify the betting ring @ the nightrunners races n j make it more organised / official but understandably the nightrunners want their own representative runnin these bets so yeah this means hansol is tryna officially become a nightrunner
personality wise i'd say he's v cunning, likes to think he's more like his dad than his brother is bc he can be p cutthroat and he knows a good deal when he sees one ( n honestly it's true it's prob why his dad loathes him extra ) n he takes a lot of pride in it!! ( yeah he's got a capital D for daddy issues )
also has a bit of a one-track mind so it's like if it's related 2 wtv business venture he's focused on then he'll care 2 the point of obsession n micromanaging but if it's not a priority then he will literally pretend it doesn't exist!! what this means espc socially is if ur someone who's eg a nightrunner he'll be v present 2 u but if ur eg working @ revel he literally could not give less of a shit u prob won't even recognise him that's how absent he is
he can be really charming when he wants to be but honestly it's j part of the game, v wolf of wall street villain coded, has a predatory instinct @ pursuing wealth n will stop at nothing rlly
this is also bad but in line w bein raised by androids n just not respecting ansan at all it can sometimes feel like he's treating ansan as sorta his playground n by extension he doesn't rlly treat a lot of ppl from ansan like real humans n this may sometimes be sorta alluded to in j how he talks or the things he does......... but yeah this sorta goes back 2 his stuff w the nightrunners, like j not respecting their races n stuff n j seeing it as a business opportunity but idk!! mayb w more time in ansan he'll have a good character arc n learn 2 care for things
err as alw i've rambled on waaay too much so if uve made it this far i wanna personally thank u ♡ also below r some plots 2 get us started w the brainstormin!!
since he's p hyperfocused on the nightrunners rn i feel like @ nightrunners there'd b plenty of opportunities 4 positive n negative interactions!! mayb he's tricked u w his charm n u think he genuinely loves racing n shit teehee or ur sus ab his motivations n ur sleepin w one eye open when he's around idk!! i'd also love a nightrunner who's a friend of his ( who he probably approached when he heard ab the existence of these races ) who queued him in that nightrunners only want their own people runnin these bets, which gives him the bright idea 2 become a nightrunner!!
did i mention he loves a good gamble <333 anyone who's a gambling fiend urself pls step right up!!! he also prob places bets on fighters @ the underground so if ur muse is a fighter mayb he places a bet on u!! or against u!! hansol is also not above cheatin so imagine he approaches u n tells u to lose on purpose or smth n he'll give u money in return....
alternatively anyone working @ revel say hello 2 ur boss 😩 i imagine the prev boss was a little more hands on bc they actually cared a lil more for revel and since the ownership's passed to him it's rlly j been goin downhill... also fun thread where he dines @ revel for the first time n mayb he doesn't pay n they confront him n he's like i own this place n they're like o so ur also delusional
he honestly gets a cybermod for literally anyth ( could also b purely for aesthetic purposes honestly ) so anyone workin @ the circle installation centre and apollo medical see u for the monday am appt
he's currently staying at la mariposa ( yeah he was cut off from his fam but this is j proof of privilege 🤡 aka bein his father's son has helped him start off w a large capital to get his hands into a lot of diff businesses which are all now paying off n funding his time @ ansan )
i can also imagine hansol may not be So forthcoming ab him being from astra espc when he finds out ab some of the anti-astra sentiment so idk it would b cool if he kinda lied ab his identity to u n u bought into it n he's literally not at all the person u became friends w ( or even started dating 👀 )
alternatively if ur a diehard fan of astra he will use his birthright as an advantage : )) or if uve been to / are from astra mayb!!! yall could've known each other somehow!!
someone he's pissed off or wronged n mayb now it's comin back 2 bite him in the ass!!!
catch him at orbital sometimes bc old habits die hard
even someone workin at or used to work at cynet?? like the ansan branch or smth!! i feel like ur muse would know him bc he's part of the jin family n ngl once he finds out he's immediately gna start treatin ur muse as like an assistant or smth......... .. .. .... .... orrr mayb he will ask u for info on how daddi-o's doin idk lots of room 4 brainstormin!!
a bunch of his body mods r to make him a good poker player which is rlly handy in business bc he can usually tell when someone's lying!! maybe ur muse is tryna lie to him ab smth n hes like 🧐
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Delta anon here, Mr. Peabody angst idea pls?? (The one on OmiBlog)
Don't 'Cha think it's too early for angst..?? No?? Ok.. I'm going to get hate for this but hey, worth it for you my bro. God regretting me rn lmao, you're grounded for this btw.
Extra from Owner: @omi-anime , Rate this (or don't, ik it can be uncomfortable so don't if yk you will be) 1 (worst) - 10 (best)
Fandom: Mr. Peabody and Sherman
Type: Angst... *sigh*
TW// D34TH
Summary: "So, what dog are you?" "I'm a beagle." "How long do beagles live?".... They only live to around 12 - 20 years. Not many consider how old Mr. P is.
Notes: For Context: "BUT I ALSO JUST REALIZED DOGS DON'T LIVE AS LONG AS HUMANS AND THAT'S PROBABLY WHY HE'S TIME TRAVELING WITH SHERMAN TO MAKE SURE HE HAS A GOOD CHILDHOOD TIME BEFORE HE (MR PEABODY) DIES" and also play the song, trust me.
Adopting Sherman was one of the things that made my life more interesting. Sure, being a dog who has a college professor and so much more is interesting but the legal rights to a child as a college professor who happens to be a dog? I don’t believe I have any regrets, none actually. Teaching him all I know and watch him grow, children are so curious and I’m glad Sherman was! Otherwise, the WBAC wouldn’t be fun for him. Some people wonder and judge me as a terrible father and an animal, as an insult I mean. I can never understand them. Sherman luckily is oblivious to such rude judgements, well more like was. Before the whole... Penny thing. But we’re luckily past that. Sherman is now 15. he’s doing great from my perspective. But I swear he just was 11... Maybe the other parents were right, children grow too fast. But the downside of this now 15-year-old is that he’s changed, which I expected. I honestly thought he’d start once he was 12 but honestly, only once had this phase so I can’t be on to say. But it’s also making me feel really old. I’m not that old!... Okay, maybe I am. But beside the point. Sherman no longer wants to go back in time with me, if anything, he’s with his friends more. Which I’m glad! I didn’t have that so at least he has a social life. But it does leave me alone at home, doing work or just whatever. It really feels weird when you’re at home, it’s quiet and you think of your life. Maybe that’s why I’m thinking of all of this? I’m smart but this question won’t be answered anytime soon. I loved traveling with my boy. And his wackiness included to the traveling made it even more exciting! I do miss those times but at least I had them and so did he. Some aren’t as lucky... Like me as a pup. The prodigy pup yet never chosen or adopted due to his academic likings instead of “normal dog stuff” ... That’s why I chose to keep Sherman. I didn’t want to think of what would’ve happened if I did. Which now I remember... It’s almost 12. I’m turning old...
Perhaps I can shut my eyes. Since it is a Saturday soon anyways so....
…....
He thought he’d just nap. But here is the old pup, alone and dead. Maybe he didn’t consider how cruel life is. Making him leave his boy so soon, and especially on his birthday. His boy didn’t realize his father died until he came home at 4 AM, with a gift and feeling how cold he is... On his workspace, with an album of every memory of the two together. The room felt like it was closing in, as the boy just hugged the now corpse of the beloved father he once knew. He didn’t sob, he didn’t cry, he just held his father. It felt as if time stopped and left them together. No words or tears shed until the boy realized that this is it.
This was it...
#delta anon#delta from Omi's blog#love ya Omi /p#mizuki.text#mr peabody and sherman#angsty#menu.order#menu.anon#angst no comfort#angst no happy ending#why should I give happy ending/comfort?#>:}
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Since you gave me the go ahead imma be going deep in on my twitter rant
1) the fact that it has promoted zoophilia 🤮🤮 like I didn't even follow the content yet I would see it all over my feed
2) the fact that I can't call cis people cis but cis people have called me a tranny on multiple occasions
3) the fact that im mixed race (white/romani) and been told on that platform that I can't claim heritage that isn't mine (while I have dna results saying my genetics are 50/50 split) and I get called slurs because my skin tone isn't white but my voice is is fucking wild
Also I am cisphobic when cis people are transphobic /hj /lh
Quick tw!
Those first 3 points are VILE, I’m so sorry dude. I literally once was scrolling through twitter and guess what just come up, outta fucking NOWHERE??? actual cp (child p*rn.) I just literally reported it and blocked the user and literally had to turn my phone off for a few minutes cause it triggered me so bad (bc I was assaulted as a child) and like.. dude. So we aren’t allowed to call cis people cis but fucking child p*rn and r*pe videos ARE ALLOWED??
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Important notice for people in the Nefarious community!
Since the mods removed my post on the reddit I'll put the warning on here.
Tw for pedophilia and suicide mention
There are many things in this community that have been hidden away actively for years, and I made this iceberg to finally expose them in hopes to warn the community.
This Iceberg is mostly about the Official Nefarious discord server and the formerly Official Syndicate of Roleplay which is a Nefarious-driven roleplay server. Explanation of each entry is after the image.
Level 0
Bugs in the game – This entry refers to the general bugs in the game.
Bot raids – This entry refers to the occasional bot raids on the official discord server.
Level 1
Important comics are Patreon exclusive – This entry refers to how the Patreon comics contain lore many fans want to know and important aspects to the story.
Comic is an incoherent mess – This entry refers to how unorganized the comic's story is. Each issue has a different plot added in that is never extended upon.
Level 2
Bullying fan content that doesn't fit canon – This entry refers to how things that aren't canon or would make sense in canon are generally frowned upon in the community even by Josh himself in some cases. This is especially notable with ships and headcannons.
Gaslighting – This entry refers to how people have been manipulated in arguments.
Level 3
Comic released on Pride Month about an "insane" character with rainbow hair – This entry refers to the Patreon exclusive comic "Mania" which is about Lark, a sibling of Crow's, who is in a mental asylum. It's oddly convenient the character has rainbow hair with the comic being released on Pride Month.
Being 'Progressive' for money – This entry refers to how LGBTQ+ characters are treated in the comic. They seem to be put in to appeal to the community as these characters and the relationships are rarely represented and were shoved in.
Level 4
"The K&B incident" – This entry refers to a pair of mods named Kaly and Bishop who formerly also moderated the Syndicate of Roleplay. After a fallout the two forged their own roleplay server and used the official servers roleplay channel for their unofficial server. This caused conflict between all parties and the Syndicate of Roleplay couldn't use the official servers roleplay channels any longer due to it. The official servers roleplay channels are now in an archive.
Complaints about anything on this being ignored/excused – This entry refers to how everything on this Iceberg has been ignored or excused by moderation teams in both communities.
The Purge – This entry refers to an infamous event regarding the Syndicate of Roleplay where it was remodeled to become the official Nefarious Roleplay server. The server became more strict and almost tyrannical from this event.
Sexualized art –This entry refers to how in both communities there is an occasional instance of sexualized art. Fortunately it is not as bad as it used to be.
Level 5
Provoking suicidal people – This entry refers to an instance where a depressed member was provoked by a mod in the Syndicate of Roleplay. I will not say anything further on the matter.
ERP with minors – This entry refers to when a minor underwent a very suggestive roleplay that ended with fade-to-black implied sex in an open channel in the server to which none of the moderators thought to step in to stop the RP until the adult player mentioned the words "sex friend". Later during one of the server's discussions on how to improve the server, one of the moderators made the appalling statement that ERP with minors was okay so long as the two OCs were adults and defended this stance which completely ignores that it allows for pedophiles to terrorize minor players who don't know any better.
Level 6
Exposure to drawn child p*rn – This entry refers to how a particular user called Dusty once shared NSFW art of an underaged original character of his publicly in the Syndicate of Roleplay. The user claimed it was a mistake, but it is of note that in Discord you have to press several buttons to upload an image and let alone you can cancel an image upload too.
Active Pedophile in the community – This entry refers to the aforementioned Dusty who is notorious in the Syndicate of Roleplay for having his all female and slutty characters flirt with the characters of minors and acting inappropriately publicly with them. He consistently sexualizes other people's characters whether it be from a minor or not and even when people express discomfort towards interactions with him and his characters he continues to behave in this manner. He has forced at least one minor into an ERP and his character referred to said minor's character as her "Sex Friend" and has had several suggestive roleplays with minors.
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VERY BIG TW ❗️❗️❗️❗️❗️ CA mentioned
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I found out the other day my mum caught my dad watching child p*rn and it makes so much sense why i’m as f*kd up as i am living with him til i was 13 and having NO memory 🤮
Wish I could wipe my whole memory forever fififjdjdjd.i feel so sick
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