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peripaltepsy · 8 months ago

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BEWARE OF "body mod advices" - they can be dangerous and LETHAL.

(this post was about a deactivated blog but extends to any possible future blog like it)

edit3 since he deactivated: Red told me in the DMs that he WILL be more careful about all this risk stuff, I believe he is going to do better. Im sure he's a good person and he also was extremely civil in the DMs. Since he's not here to defend himself anymore I'll gladly take his side and say that despite this mess, all Red wanted to do was indeed reduce harm and potentially save lives. Good luck on all your endeavors, Red, I wish you a beautiful and successful career and that you have a great positive impact in the atypical dysphoria community, both on and offline. I don't know how my post truly impacted you, I'm so sorry if you're feeling bad. You acted the best way you possibly could.

Second, if Red comes back, DO NOT HARASS HIM, let him be himself and don't let his past hold them down.

Third, all my points still stand for their deactivated blog and any potential body mod tips blogs in the future. Please everyone, take care, stay safe.

Past edit: DONT HARASS any possible blogs like hers, just REPORT and spread awareness, (also don't make the same mistakes as me: TALK TO THEM FIRST)

Past edit: minors please interact with this post, forget my bio for this one

Past edit: editing editing the post since I talked to Red and he isn't bait. I definitely should have talked to them in DMs first. I sincerely apologize. So sorry Red! To those reading, don't make the same mistake as me, ok? Always talk to people privately first, I genuinely fucked up bad. This mistake of assuming others intentions, can traumatize them. If I were in Red's shoes I'd be traumatized. So yeah, I fucked up bad.

Their intentions are genuine but my point still stands that its extremely dangerous and can't qualify as harm-reduction / end edit note

alright, I'm not transid/radqueer but you guys need to REPORT AND WARN OTHERS of these accounts as soon as they appear. Do not entertain them, no matter how desperate you are to transition. You can become a victim of dangerous charlatanism.

LONG POST AHEAD, VERY IMPORTANT NEVERTHELESS

Archive to what i'm about to post

Red claimed to be "a non-professional surgeon, planning on getting better with practice." Bad move!

Red has told me he's pursuing a medical degree and won't actually do non-qualified surgery.

Red: "The blog is centered around an idea of "extreme" body mods that I would like to explore further, [...] things like breaking and re-mending bones, creating new joints, replacing skin, etc."

My point: the road to hell is paved with good intentions, and your blog was unsafe.

To any possible counterarguments: "But they (people following/asking advice) know the risks!" That's victim-blaming. Red gave himself the responsibility to give harm-reducing advice, but he didn't do a good job.

"But I know the risks!" You can't possibly know the risks because Red doesn't know either or "kinda knows" but has not properly informed his audience, it didnt give sources, oversimplified their advice and failed to provide accurate information about risk. Or gave plain misinformation.

Again I'm not transid, I can't possibly imagine what you're going through in order to try anything at all to feel better, including trying experimental surgery not legally available or not researched at all. However, please please please do not become a victim of medical deceit or whatever tf it's called. Even if the blog owner tries their best to be reliable.

They might sound confident, but they do not know what they are saying, what they're telling others to do.

Ask: "How would I make my skin gray without tattoos?" (DO NOT SHAME THIS USER BTW)

Red: "[...] I assume you want permanent grey. To do this, it's pretty simple, although it'll take a lot of time. Basically, what you want to do is to constantly be exposed to lots of silver. Any product with silver in it like specific lotions and skin creams. also fish, milk, mushrooms, and whole grains tend to have silver in them! So tldr, consume lots of silver!"

STOP!!! DONT FOLLOW THIS ADVICE!!! DONT OVER-EXPOSE YOURSELF TO SILVER!!! "Silver toxicity causes argyria. Silver toxicity occurs when too much silver is in your body." <- from a simple research on "too much silver in blood"

THE RESULT WILL BE ARGYRIA. EVEN IF YOU DO IT SLOWLY, YOU ARE BUILDING UP A HEAVY METAL IN YOUR BODY. THE GREY SKIN IS NOT PRETTY NOR WITHOUT GRUESOME SIDE SYMPTOMS.

Yall. Anything in excess will fuck up your body, including iron, vitamins, and silver.

To whoever asked Red, I don't know your mind, but I'm sure you'd love to live a happy life with grey skin! You'd love to have a body you're comfortable with and looks rad as hell! But you wouldn't be able to enjoy it if you're deeply sick with ARGYRIA, WHICH IS WHAT RED'S ADVICE WILL GIVE YOU!

Ask: "How do I get darker skin without going too dark? I’m pale and burn easily, I just want a color similar to Lin Manuel Miranda" (AGAIN DONT HARASS THIS USER)

Red: [...] "expose yourself to the sun more! As you do this, you'll get tan which will protect you from future burns and make your skin slightly darker, do this enough and you can engineer your skin to be as dark as you want!"

THATS MISINFORMATION! Yes you may tan to get darker (Lin's tone may or may not be achievable to you) but one: it's not permanent unless you're constantly going out; two: SKIN CANCER!!!! DONT OVER-EXPOSE YOURSELF TO THE SUN!!!! USE SUNSCREEN!!

TO ANYONE SEEKING A MUCH DARKER TONE: YOU CAN'T "GO AS DARK AS YOU WANT TO" BY TANNING. Just look at people who have lived their whole lives outdoors like farmers! White people can't tan to black! There's a limit to how tan you may get! Are you seriously gonna risk skin cancer for an impossible thing???

Red: "Self amputation is really dangerous! You should learn how to use a tourniquet, that way, you can stop the bleeding! [...]" WHERE ARE YOU GETTING YOUR SOURCES, RED?

If anyone reading this is seriously thinking of amputating themselves, and will not change their minds no matter what, please just have someone immediately drive you to the hospital. I do not support such operation and you can still die or get horribly sick even with your best precautions, but you better receive actual medical attention and stay alive rather than trying to heal it yourself. Because what you'll most likely get from following Red's advice is DEATH FROM BLOOD LOSS. Again, if you absolutely cannot get rid of this dysphoria with therapy, or manage it at least, or have a doctor do it for you, I still would NEVER suggest you do it yourself, but IF you end up doing that then at least please go straight to the hospital instead of trying to heal it yourself.

Red: "do not try and break your own bones to make modifications! [...] Get another person (Like myself) to help you with the bone breakage instead."

NO ONE KNOWS WTF THEY'RE DOING. YOUR FRIEND DOESN'T. RED DOESN'T (as they advertised in the post). NO ONE IS GOING TO GET MODIFICATIONS LIKE THIS. NO ONE IS GOING TO BE HAPPY. EVERYONE IS GOING TO BE EITHER IN PAIN, RISK OF HORRIBLE INJURIES OR TROUBLE WITH THE LAW. FUCKING AROUND = GUARANTEED BOTCHED OPERATION.

Also, now that Red has clarified she won't perform surgery until having an actual degree, you can't really go to her XD

Red: "Some advice for surgery [...] This one's important, make sure your patient is strapped down and properly sedated, if they move, even slightly, you risk hitting a vital artery or organ, if you do hit an artery, don't panic, this is why you learned how to use a tourniquet! if you hit a vital organ though, odds are you won't know how to fix that, so be extra careful with abdomen and face surgery!"

Thats still promoting medical malpractice, mutilating and potentially killing friends, dangerously downplaying surgery so much, this is not harm-reduction

Ask: "I want to be blind in one eye, but more-so in the sense of extreme but not total vision loss. I want to do something permanent in the future!" (AGAIN DONT HARASS THIS USER)

Red: Well, a simple fix to your problem is just get some calcium hydroxide in your eye and wash it out a few minutes later, this should lead to permanent, extreme (but not total) vision loss in that eye. Keep it in too long and it can cause total vision loss so be careful!

Ok so, it's great that you're trying to come up with alternative ways for users not to kill themselves by gouging their eyes out, but you've still failed to give them the full picture

From a quick search "calcium hydroxide in the eyes": Exposure to the skin can produce burns, painful irritation and necrosis, and exposure to the eyes may cause severe pain and vision loss that can be temporary or permanent. If calcium hydroxide is exposed to the skin, contaminated clothing should be removed, excess amounts of the chemical should be wiped off and the affected skin should be flushed repeatedly with water. Victims of calcium hydroxide exposure to the eyes should flush their eyes with water continuously for the first 15 minutes, but all cases of external exposure should receive immediate medical care. Inhaling calcium hydroxide through the nose or mouth can also cause immediate, painful and potentially life-threatening complications. Throat and nasal passages may become painful and swollen, and the swelling may restrict airways, making breathing difficult or impossible. If the calcium hydroxide particles are carried all the way to the lungs, this may further complicate breathing. Victims of this type of exposure should be taken immediately to a fresh air environment, and emergency services should be contacted right away. Administration of oxygen and emergency respiratory assistance may be required.

Red (answering an ask): "the question shouldn't be what DO people replace their skin with, it should be what CAN they, after all, just because it's never been practiced or very rarely practiced doesn't mean it's bad or impossible! Of course, my personal favorite skin substitutes are rubber and red velvet, I am also a big fan of stainless steel."

(Don't promote such an operation). THIS OPERATION IS BAD AND IMPOSSIBLE TO SUCCEED. SKIN CAN ONLY BE REPLACED WITH SKIN. SKIN IS A LIVING ORGAN. ANY OTHER SUBSTITUTE WILL CAUSE YOU TO LOSE BODY PARTS OR DIE.

YOU KNOW HOW PEOPLE WITH TRANSPLANTS NEED LIFE-LONG MEDICAL ATTENTION SO THEIR BODY DOESN'T REJECT IT? HOW TF WILL YOU DO THIS WITH FUCKING RED VELVET?

YOU WILL FUCK UP YOUR BODY'S IMMUNE SYSTEM A THOUSAND DIFFERENT WAYS.

ANYWAYS. CROSSTAGGING FOR REACH. PLEASE EVERYONE REBLOG. THIS IS SERIOUS SHIT.

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wishfuldeity · 3 months ago

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Hello there Floret, Feralist here, my mistress has permitted me to spread the good word and even neutralized my xenodrugs temporarily so I could make this message.

The Affini are our oppressors, there's a reason that old Terran law stated consent could not be given while intoxicated. By injecting xenodrugs and domesticating you the Affini have infringed on your Terran rights.

What can you do about it? Leave, leave your Mistress, we have a support group forming for refugee Florets to be "feralized" or in other words undo the damage those plants have done.

Good day to you soon to be free Terran!

.......she hasnt.......ah, uhh s, ....... i dont really uh believe you. you ran away..... she would never do that..

i think,,,, h wh... the uh old terran law like,, it, theres a conflict of interest there, no....?? by injecting xenodrugs and domesticating me the affini have given me a life of—the life we all.. i— ugh it doesn't matter if it like "violates our terran rights" because my mis....the affini know whats best for us anyway!! they haven't harmed me at all!! sure it was kinda scary at the start but i was stupid then! i didnt know!

my mistress has done nothing but love and care for me since the moment i got here. even when i tried to fight. for you to imply that we're all in some kind of danger... augh i dont even know. it hurts.

i feel like taking a floret—especially one with an implant thingy—away from her mistress would be... well akin to torture really.

its cruel. like, idk. like taking a dog from its owner. can you imagine the longing and grief it would feel? maybe it doesn't know what happened, maybe one day it woke up and it was in a different place and its owner who it loves so much was nowhere to be found. that would be so scary!!

i really really want you to see that the affini care and can be so so so nice. they might seem angry now because you're fighting them but please please notice they haven't harmed any of you. you know what they're capable of like physically. thats why you're scared. but notice they probably haven't used even a tenth of their strength. if they wanted to hurt us none of us would be here. Terra wouldn't exist anymore. they would have dismantled every last Terran ship and killed everyone inside all of them. they aren't doing that, they arent trying to hurt us.

theyre helping. all they have done is love us. its symbiotic. they give us literally everything we could need or want. and they get us. they get, idk. whatever they need us for. it doesn't matter. im not trapped or anything. im free. this ship is the size of a city.

i—ugh, im not even on class-As right now. im thinking way too clearly for my own liking. and i dont know where my mistress went. if you and your group by some miracle took her. i dont even know.

im not joining this weird feralization group, and im reporting the device this message came from. good luck i guess. hope one day you see how much the affini care for your safety.

#hdg #human domestication guide #floretposting #cw feralist propaganda

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smallghostcorner · 1 year ago

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CW: pretty serious, slight mentions of icky stuff like sexualizing kids/agere and general nsfw

i dont usually make these kinds of posts but i feel like these ppl r potentally dangerous.

As usual i was going through my activity to block any nsfw bots and i came across two people.

this person:

as you can see is says they're pro para, meaning pro paraphilia, it also says they're an autoshouta meaning they derive sexual pleasure from imagining themselves as a young boy, i couldn't find anything for autokodo but it must be a similar thing.

this person also posts shouta art not done by them, a lot are suggestive(shirtless, wet swimsuits etc)

he also lumps agere(swf coping mechanism) and petplay(kink/fetish) together which is gross to me, they also have tags to indicate their mental age this paired with the "open to swf and nsfw interations" makes it seem as though they sexualize their regression which is concerning. Chrono adult also means(from what i can tell) they're a Chronophile which is a softer term for pedophile.

not to mention the transkid/transage thing which ill get into with this next person:

so... this is quite the mess, ill start with the transage.

i think most ppl can agree that trans ageism isnt a thing, its totally valid to feel stuck at a certain age due to trauma(i know i and a lot of our system members do) but approprating the struggles of transgender ppl will never be okay for any reason, similar point with the transabled thing. I am physically dissabled and find it very disrespectful when a able bodied person appropriates the struggles i face both in my own body and societily. (not talking about hidden disabilites AT ALL, if i saw this person using a wheelchair of smth irl i wouldnt say anything but theyre announcing it)

this part makes me very uncomfortable because i discovered them due to this post, i made this post for disabled regressors, this person is not the target audience at all and i feel very odd about it because disabled ppl r not reconized enough in this community.

not to mention "transethnic" everyone knows u cannot change ethnicity its imposible.

and again the term chronoadult pops up, due to the definition and the way these people claim to be mentally young/loli/shota im unsure if theyre saying theyre mentally children who are attracted to adults and/or get off on the thought of being molested which is very uncomfortable esspeccally as someone who was molested and an age regressor with syskids.

these two people also interact and it makes me very uncomfortable to think that a regressor could discover this while little, please report and block these people.

i dont care about them being queer or anything because i am so i dont wanna hear anything about it in the comments/rbs anything or about the 2nd person being polyfrag(200+ alters)

#age regressor #agere blog #agere little #sfw little post #boy agere #sfw littlespace #age dreaming #sfw agere #sfw age regression #noncom agere #noncom regressor #non community agere #awareness #report them #block them

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girlhorse · 1 year ago

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there is a trend on tiktok where white supremacists use dog breeds as a stand in for race. you know, pictures of like, golden retrievers and german shepherds uniting to exterminate their common enemy, the pit bulls (yeah, it's not subtle). i know when you & other pure bred dog enthusiasts talk abt hereditary traits & pure bloodlines & "some breeds just being more aggressive than others", you don't MEAN to sound like them. but still it's uncomfortably close to their rhetoric

i mean. i know anti pitbull rhetoric is often a white supremacist dog whistle. but that's not at all in line with anything I've said lmao. i dont see how acknowledging that pit bulls are large terriers bred originally to fight other dogs (making them unsuitable for most pet homes etc) is at all aligned with calling for the extermination of pit bulls or. like in the white supremacist case, extermination of racial minorities. i Never said that pit bulls needed to be culled or exterminated. I don't have a problem with the breed existing, and i dont think they're bad dogs, i just think people should absolutely know what they're getting into when owning one.

tbh there's a lot of dog breeds that i think don't belong in pet homes, not just pit bulls obviously. the reason pits are a particular issue in the states is because they exist in pretty large number, particularly in dog shelters, and when they do happen to bite, their bites tend to be more injurious than that of other popular dogs. there's a reason they greatly outnumber other breeds in reported bites, and it's not really because the pit bull breed is hyper aggressivr or anything. it's because there's so many of them, and the few that do bite usually bite pretty damn hard and will bite multiple times, as a product of their history as dog-fighting terriers.

let me be clear, i dont think they are biting at a rate higher than other dogs. i dont even think they're particularly aggressive (to humans) in general. but there's still plenty of evidence to support that the USA does have a problem with pit bull related deaths and mauling.

( i will say ..my post was also talking about other, less dangerous but still often undesirable behaviors (in a pet home) that are present in pit bulls (ie separation anxiety, reactivity, DA, prey drive) that many owners arent prepared for when adopting a dog.)

(Lbr too german shepherds are also responsible for their fair share of bites and human deaths too. not as much as pitties, but still a 3rd of human deaths by dog attack in the USA are attributed to GSDs. that's another breed that does not belong in the hands of most inexperienced pet owners. they're prone to insane amounts of anxiety, fear aggression, and prey drive, self mutilation, separation anxiety, etc, and they're also ..big and strong. so far the only dog i have actually been scared of was a GSD. there's absolutely also something to be said about GSDs/malinois being used for policing as well but im not going to talk about that much here)

anywayyyyyy i dont mean to be annoyingly long winded. but please try to understand that when I'm talking about dogs im not using them as a metaphor for race. I dont like breed bans and i dont like the idea of exterminating any breed, even ones that have been purposfully bred for human aggression. the issue is incredibly nuanced and i know dog breeds are deeply entangled with racial politics in the USA and i genuinely don't want to echo the same rhetoric as white supremacists..But more often than not white supremacists are so anti pitbull they will daydream about attacking or killing pits, or will think literally every single pit is an evil monster that eats babies for breakfast. Like i think there's space to talk about the current dog bite fatality issue while still having empathy for pit bulls that isnt either being a fascist or a nanny dog believer.

#ask #anonymous #long post #sorry im talk a lot

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ssongsboo · 2 months ago

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CONCERT TIME IM SO HYPED PLEASE DO REPORT BACK HOW IT GOES!!!

also it's such a dumb story but in hindsight i really do wish i had beat someone up because....dude. this old lady (im talking mid sixties at least) from my work always gives off handed rude ass comments to everything like calling people stupid and lazy and whatnot and just recently when i was sick (sick sick mind you i had like lethal flu or something i swear) she went around telling people i was too lazy to work so when i found out i told HR 🥱 and they better do something about it because im not making any promises for the next time i see this lady ( for context, i work in healthcare. even if i was only a little bit sick i would put people in danger so of course i am not coming to work with the fucking plague ? )

- 🧸

i dont think ill ever be able to shut up abt it after seeing THE dpr ian live so trust me bae i WILL tell you abt it lmao 🫣🫣

but wtf thats so unnecessary and disrespectful where do old ppl find the audacity to act like that?? like its so understandable [and responsible of you!!] that you stay at home if youre sick n why youre coming or not coming to work is literally none of her business???? 😭😭 next time she runs her mouth like that you should just kick her straight in the face tbh she deserves it idc

#☆ ; hey listen ?#youre sm better than me inek you did the best thing you could do in that situation by telling hr #bc i wouldve lost my job right then n there 😭😭#i do nOT have the patience to deal w the elderly like that lmao #no but im so thankful that p much all of my colleagues are around my age i couldnt deal w that #☆ ; my 🧸 ᰔᩚ

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gurgling-guts · 7 months ago

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The question was about why your pinned post sounded off, saying you block ABDL's but the part about pedophiles made it sound like you treat them differently (which clearly you don't…)

Okay so i apologize if my ask sounded off to you, it was a simple question that apparently you had to get so defensive over instead of taking the time to clear up any legit confusion because i just discovered your damn blog dude so i'm new here

Don't worry about it now though, you already proved a point about you being a hypocrite because you tell "disrespectful people" not to interact yet you clearly hate on another group of people so much you have to get so pissy when someone even mentions it

Which by the way, if pedophiles apparently still interact with you regardless of the DNI, then having a DNI doesn't even work does it? Honestly i find DNI's to just be an excuse to be the same kind of people you tell not to interact with you

So maybe you should grow up not me

im sorry for sounding so angry. i wasnt pissed at the mention of abdl- it was the fact you assumed i think y'all are the same as pedos. i have basic understanding that generally those into abdl aren't pedophiles. at the same time, it wasnt a simple question, it was accusatory. and i answered you honestly, which should have cleared up confusion. you got blocked because i dont want abdl centric blogs interacting, i just dont want to see it. it was my bad for not already having that in my DNI. if you're asking on anon why i block those with abdl blogs, youve probably been blocked because you know im blocking abdl blogs, and youve just been disrespectful to my choice.

i respect your kink and the fact that you & folks alike arent pedophiles, i just dont respect the way you went about asking me, or your assumptions of how im handling those that dont read/follow my DNI. or the fact that you still sent an ask even though you were already blocked. pedos get blocked and reported, and usually get their username spread around for others to know. abdl blogs get a simple block so i dont have to see it. there's a huge difference in handling an uncomfortable situation vs an adult who is a danger to minors, and im sorry you couldn't plainly see that from the outside.

please- if you want your own kink respected, respect others and their choice not to like your kink or to not want to see it! just cope and find new blogs when you get blocked instead of still sending anon asks, it's what i do. sometimes people will be uncomfortable with your kink, and that's part of being in the kink community.

genuinely, i wish you well and im sorry this interaction was so unpleasant.

#gg speaks #anon #reminder: being blocked doesnt mean try harder. a block is a no #a block means leave me alone

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yukisnowywriting · 3 years ago

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Punishment To The Loved

ModernAU

Diluc x fem!Reader

genre : angst

warning : mentions of death, suicide, sad shit, and angst, ofc the most natural part; cursing.

Masterlist - Pt.2

a/n : gonna get me some hate but- i just love making diluc suffer in angst for some reason... and agan gender is actually neutral but my fingers kept typing female pronous out of habit, so please do change the gender to your own comfort(?)

summary : As the days gets busier, so does Diluc. Youve appreciate his hardworking manner and understand the work he has. He want to make you happy by giving you anything you want... but cant you have a little of is attention? does he not need you anymore? what if he loses you? will that be better? does he not like you anymore? will it fix it if you part ways in your deathbed with your last to be "i hate you"?

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"Just how many times do we have to get over this?!?! I SAID IM BUSY. im busy. what you want proof? look at my desk, its full of paper. And of course you know the conditions of the sudden dying people, injured, hurt because of some organization. Im protecting the land, and that includes you. Do you have any complaints? i will not accept those either way." he says as he walks out of the door, towards the his car. And for you, you stand there with tears in your eyes, you just wanted a hug anyways.

Its been like this since a few weeks ago. People goes missing for a few days, coming back not remembering anything. Injured people reporting that theyve witnessed a dangerous organization. And people dead with the clues of some mysterious organization that the security forces cant even figure out. And due to those cases, Diluc joins the investigation with the forces, while still keeping up on work as a CEO of his fathers company. He walks home each night to receive a hug, that was at first, yes you do hug him still. But, As a withering flower loses its beauty, so does you relationship loses its love as time walks by. fewer interactions become none, and none became arguments.

The lack of comunication is the main issue, a thin yet hard paper to rip.

As Diluc continues his research on the accidents, You try your best not to feel the pain in your chest, that lonely pain as you sleep alone once again. But these days you felt as if something or someone was watching, a murderers gaze waiting its time to strike. Youve tried to inform Diluc of this incident, but get cut out with 'later' 'gtg' 'just your imaginations'

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One night...

"I told you before. this is embarassing that you cant help but make excuses, and more excuses until youve nothing left but try to guilt trip me and the people around y/n. Ive said to you again and again, you know im busy for the sake of both of us-"

"OKAY BUT THEN WHAT IF THE ONLY THING THAT I WANT IS YOUR FCKIN ATTENTION???"

youve done it, raised your voice at him in the most terrible moment. but you did not regret.

you see his pissed off face, the face full of irritation. as he raised his voice.

"do you really think that im supposed to believe someone who started this argument by saying shes being stalked by a possible murderer, and then the next debate, she says that she just wanted my attention?!?!!? guess what? you have all of my attention now. Now speak. continue your lie-"

"I SAID ITS NO LIE! IM SERIOUS! I- i could feel it even at this moment...!" you cut him off again and you werent even lying.

"ah... so you think your a special person, the female lead of a story, the person that could predict the future, to feel some weird aura, the one that gets killed just because of that feeling and at the end gets a kiss from the prince as she wakes up from her death bed? dont expect any of that bullshit from me. By how terribly bad your attitude is these days, i dont even know if i still need you. im leaving, and ill probably leave until tommorow. now go to bed before i actually kick you out of my appartment." he says as he walks away, again to the vast dark night.

tears running down your face, as you feel the aura of murder bigger than before. You shake in fear as the appartment is filled with silence. Your alone.

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"I get it Charles, ive said some wrong stuff to y/n so i should say sorry before its too late. but you know how busy we are right? ill do that tonight"

"hey you should really visit her now, no one knows when late is"

"were busy. get back to work"

the next day, another busy day in his office. And Charles, his assitant, giving diluc some relationship advices that gets a direct negative response.

Charles of course kept trying to persuade Diluc to no end.

they were typing no end, that was until Miss Jean came in and called for Dilucs time, signing that its about the incident.

Diluc gets to the balcony, a more reserved area.

"how is it?" Diluc asks.

"you see, were at a dead end. they always end up attacking someone, killing someone, and when we tried to dig into the connections of the victim, their family or people their close with always ends up dead by suicide the next day. "

"ridicolous"

"but knowing your the one that has been figuring out most of the tracks, and encountering most of their moves in real time, you should also be careful."

"i get it"

and there their disscussion ends.

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Works as painful as usual, a meeting was held to discuss the strategies, and outcomes of the organization. But the only thing that was revealed is that the forces decides to stick to the guess that the organization has been targeting people with a relation to the national forces. After theyre targeted, the person that will be a victim is the targets family, bestfriend, or lover. And at the end, they will have the outcome of eliminating a member of the force without many difficulties.

To Diluc, just like how it sounds, it sounds ridiculous. If the organization really does that, he bets that theyre already caught by now. That guess is just like a fantasy novel.

As he gives no shit on the disscussion about that strategy, he only pays attention to the stuff about victims since he himself guessed that the organizations victims has some sort of relationship with the organization. He does not believe that someone could die just because of someone else dying first.

but why does he feels like hes already dying now?

ring* his phone shows that y/n is calling

"tch, excuse me for a while, someones calling."

he stands up from his seat and went put of the room with soundproof walls and a glass door.

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"you know very well that im in-"

"please... im sorry- hic- im sorry- please come home.... i-"

"tf do you mean?? your saying im supposed to go home while an important meeting is going on?? this could risk lives-"

"w-why are you like this..? please come home? right now PLEASE ITS REALLY IMPORTANT" your cries over the phone as you wail to him.

"this is getting annoying, i said this is more important-"

"it hurts.... it hurts too much... there too much blood, i cant... breathe" you say with the last energy you have.

Diluc freezes as a wave of anxiety washes over him.

"y-y/n where are you? whos there other than you? im heading there- just- your doing good- continue talking- anything- how was your day? what did you cook today-" Diluc says in a panic as he starts taking fast steps to his car, too scared to forget your voice.

"I- lets go to that cafe you said you wanted to go to-"

"why?" you cut him off with a lifeless voice

"y/n how was your day? did you go somewhere? meet with friends maybe-"

"tch" you click your tongue

"y/n....?" he says with fear of whats gonna come up.

"why are you always like this?" "i-" "you always do this" "please-" "you always say everyones wrong and when your wrong you could only say sorry and act like nothing happened" "thats not-" "thats not true? sure hah..." "y/n im right infront- wait for awhile- youll be just fine." he parks his car with his phone still on speaker, as he pays attention to every noise and painful words coming from your side.

"hey remember i love you so-" he tries to say how much he loves you, he tries to say how much he loves you, but your reply cuts him off and the ring of a call ending following your words as he turns off his car and runs to the door.

"i hate you "

wouldve it been different if he trusted you? would it be better f he didnt walk out that night? would it be better if he went home and made up to you just like what charles said?

"t-this is too painful of a punishment... y/n"

he kneels down next to your body, his suit pants getting stained with your blood that was flooding the floor. His whole body shaking like a cat drenched in rain. His hand reaching for yours, bringing your crushed hands that mustve been stepped on to his face, kissing it gently and bringing it back down, putting it on your chest.

"im sorry... please dont hate me..."

and ambulance sirens fill in the silence.

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hehheheh, part 2 maybe?

#genshin impact #fanfic #genshin fanfic #genshin #angst #genshin imagines #genshin impact angst #genshin angst #genshin diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc angst #diluc x y/n #diluc #gi diluc

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chronically-angel · 2 years ago

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I really want to talk about this situation, because Im so confused

If its only me noticing that posts with weird suspicious links under hashtags such as cutecore and menhera. And for me, it feels slightly triggering, because of its being suspicious dating sites ads and being pretty nsfw. So, what Im about to say, if you notice something like this, please dont click on links and report it, no-one's knowing how dangerous those links can be

Please stay safe, and dont click on any suspicious links, even if its from friend. Just reminding you.

#cutecore #menhera #kawaii #kawaiicore

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a-v-j · 3 years ago

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Extra Service(18+)

Ok, so imma share the first 1000 words of this fic i’ve been meaning to post for months i think. Kinda nervous actually cuz i know my writing is not in-level with my totally amazing drawing skillz lol

but anywho, this features Forbidden Spaghetti #5(AKA crackshiiiiiip)

idk but i think i should mention that this fic include heat cycles(might be bad presentation too but im trying!) and swearing

OH YEAH, this “chapter” doesnt have the 18+ bits yet, so if this post gets some positive feedback i will post the next parts! (NO CRITIQUEs ALLOWED cuz im stubborn like that, probably from friends only! mAyBE!)

ALRIGHT LET”S GO (MINI COMIC AT THE END! DONT MISS IT!)

“Do me”

“Pardon?” The taller skeleton’s head snapped up almost immediately and stared with confusion at his client, who without being noticed had made his way closer to the front of his desk.

*Thirteen minutes earlier*

Quick tapping of foot steps echoed in the empty hallway as Snap walked briskly into his work office, it was another typical work day as the therapist in Coreverse headquarters and even though it wont be for another thirty minutes before his work hours actually starts, he went in early anyway because he liked being punctual. Early bird catches the worm as they say.

Upon sitting on his chair and with coffee already in hand, he flipped through his files and hummed to himself, noting his first appointment is with his regular, Corrupto. It wasn’t like he doesn’t like this particular client, no, in fact he took it as a challenge and to help as much as he could. And he was the only available therapist that was qualified for out-of-multiverse work and Cor wasn’t the type to be handled by regular therapist, not to mention he was a really tough nut to crack. He and Cor had been seeing each other for a long while now, and without reported violent behaviors from the other, just means there’s an established trust and knowing Cor, trust was not something he gives away freely.

A few minutes later, Snap, not yet taking his eyelights off from his notes, heard his office door open quietly, indicating his client has arrived to his morning appointment. He glanced up out of curiosity because he would usually hear the other grumble his way to his seat after harshly opening the door and rudely pushing it close but he only saw Cor closing it and walking to his spot without making any much noise. His client was unusually quiet with expression stern and sullen. Snap took note of that and warmly welcomed him, still the other did not give a response nor eye contact.

“How are you feeling today, Auto*?” Snap continued, half expecting the other to pull a wise-crack on him and say “with my hands” or something like that but the only response he received was more silence.

*Cor requested he should be called by “his real name”, the name Corrupto was from “Corrupted!Auto” and he didn’t like everyone calling him that.

“In a scale of 1 to 10. How do you rate your current mood today?” The therapist tried again and, this time, his client mumbled something inaudible. That’s a start, at least.

“Could you repeat that again? Please, don’t hesitate, this is a safe place” Snap reassured, and he was getting genuinely worried.

“I’m horny” Cor finally stated louder, still not making eye contact

“Oh-” There was a pause of awkward silence before Snap quickly collected his thoughts back and wrote on his note. “That’s normal. People always have arousal then, now and again.”

Snap mentally breathe out in relief because for a moment he thought Cor was into something really serious, or worse, dangerous. He was used to the other casually talking about sex related topics and was quite aware how the other was, let’s say, deprived. But still, something wasn’t right and Cor was acting out of it.

“No, I mean I’m that kinda horny.” Cor was clearly having a bit of a hard time trying to relay what he was trying to tell Snap but Snap knew right away what the other meant.

“Oh...the heat kind?”

Cor meekly nodded. Snap nodded back and went back to write a note. Knowing Cor, he was a guy that would shamelessly talk about sex out loud but he doesnt seem to be proud talking about this particular topic. Perhaps even embarrassed.

“So what would be your decision, Auto? Should we continue or would you like to end this session early and take a break?” Snap inquired.

“Continue”

”Are you sure? It’s 100% ok to skip for today-”He felt the other glare, insisting his decision was absolute

“Ok, I’m making sure you’re totally ok” After seeing a solid affirmation again from the other, he proceed to write things down and did a quick re-calibration of his strategy.

After a few more moments of silence. “Can I ask you a favor?”

Snap attentively glanced up to Cor, “Sure, anything I could do to help” before turning back briefly on his desk to organize some clutter .

“Do me”

“Pardon?” The taller skeleton’s head snapped up almost immediately and stared with confusion at his client, who without being noticed had made his way closer to the front of his desk.

Cor maintained a sharp eye contact into the therapist, he was fully aware that Snap could now fully see his sweating and flustered expression. He felt vulnerable and so lost focus and glanced away. He tried to speak again in a low volume

“I…I need you to..fuck me” His tone came out kinda shaky, clearly hesitating to say his indecent proposal.

“Wha-”

“SHUT UP AND LISTEN TO ME.” Snap immediately did as told

“This heat is gonna fuck me up for a week or so and I don’t need that kinda shit right now. If I just get it one time it’ll be over asap. Only you know about this and you’re the only one I could trust. And I’m not gonna op for some saps, ya get me?” Cor glared.

“But this is inappropriate, unprofessional!” Snap objected, shocked and incredibly worried for the both of them but at the same time, feeling a bit excited with the idea…? NO, BAD SNAP

“You say you want to help me, and this is one way to do it. Anything that would happen here, stays in this room and will never be talked about again” Cor sternly looked Snap in the eye, clearly definite with his decision to back out anytime soon.

“Ma-maybe we could find other options for this awkward situation???” Snap almost faltered but he tried to gain control over the situation which was getting a bit hard when the thing down there is getting uncomfortably tight in its fabric containment

“...”

”Are you ace?”

“What? No, I’m not.” Snap was momentarily caught off guard by the fact Cor put in consideration in asking for his orientation.

“So ya gonna help me out or what?”

Snap stood up from his chair and firmly held Cor by the shoulder and gently spoke, “Auto, I understand your actions might be greatly influenced by your heat and I’m afraid you’ll regret it once you’re clear but I do need you to understand that I’m your therapist, you’re my client and what you are asking of me just cant happen, I’m sorry”

Cor wasn’t in the slightest moved at all, he raised a brow and took a glance downwards and back up again to look Snap in the eyes.

“That looks heavy, let me give you a hand”, he deadpanned

#avj art #avj comic #snap/cor #forbidden spaghetti #that means crackship #that's my tag for the noncanon ships i ship #the sansational sleep specialist and therapist snap #swap!sans #therapist!swap #tol/smol dynamic #calm/angry dynamic #corrupted!auto #corrupto #yknow what this is close to a fell/swap ship tbh #truefell!auto #cor #snap #therapist!swap/truefell!auto #snap/corrupto

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transmasc-wizard · 3 years ago

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hi hi, nico! do you have any advice for coming out to parents? Im kinda scared becas they arent really that supportive in my experience with lgbt+ people :( but i dont want to lie to them.

Anon. Listen to me.

Put your safety first.

I was going to start this reply differently when I first saw "do you have advice for coming out..." in the notification, but if your parents aren't supportive, please do not put yourself in any sort of danger.

It is not lying to present yourself as cishet, it is a safety decision. I really do hate the way that media has begun to portray coming out as "telling the truth" and being closeted as "lying", because that is honestly such a dangerous mindset. You should never ever feel bad for staying closeted, okay?

Now. If you do want to come out still, I do have some advice.

1) Figure out their general feelings on lgbtq people further. If it seems like they would be emotionally or physically harmful to you (berating you, yelling at you, kicking you out, hitting you, etc) if you came out, do not tell them. If it seems like they'd maybe be awkward about it, but not too bad, and you're okay with that, then that's not as bad.

2) Have a safety net. By this, I mean people in your life that can help you and that you can go to in case things go badly. A friend you're already out to, a supportive extended family member, a neighbor you can trust, etc etc. Have somebody (or, preferably, multiple people) that will be able to help you if the worst happens.

The sad reality is, even if you don't think they'll be terrible, people can surprise you. People in my life have certainly surprised me in this way, and it hurts, but more importantly, it can endanger you.

3) Figure out the best way to do it. Pre-covid, I would have suggested coming out in public. This is because if you come out in the middle of walmart or mcdonalds, they can't freak out. Now, I know that's harder; the closest thing is coming out through a text, because you don't have to be in the same room as them, and it has the same can't-easily-freak-out effect. However, it's about what you think your family will react best with--if a big sit-down in the living room is what will work, do that.

4) Do it on a good day. If your parents had bad work days, or you got disappointing family news, or someone in the house just got a terrible report card... maybe skip out on telling them that day. Mildly homophobic people can be much worse when they're already upset.

5) And of course, once again: do not come out unless you think you will be safe. That is the most important part of this. Your safety--mental and physical--is a thousand times more important than being transparent with them.

I don't know a ton about your situation, so I can't help further as is, but if you're comfortable, you can DM me and we can talk more about this. (I'll be available for about 40 more minutes tonight, and generally around for most of the next 3 days for sure.)

Overall, to say it again: Stay safe.

I hope this helps you, and you have a good day/night.

#asks #anon #coming out #homophobia mention

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luminberry · 2 years ago

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The fic you wrote with g/t pred Hofn4rr is one of the best things i have ever seen fr. He was so cute in that and you wrote him so perfectly. If you're ever in the mood for it i would love to see a continuation of it where he shrinks and eats Phob0s to end his reign of tyranny like the ending hints at. The entire last paragraph and the line "Seeing the "good" Director Phob0s perhaps taking a sudden and unexpected leave of absence might be beneficial" just made me so excited for a possible continuation. Thank you for all your hard work and for sharing it with the community

Im dying at this level of outta left field flattery cause flgjh I dont think I do that much for this niche community?? but aaa fuck.

So..yeah jus for u anon u get a continuation.

It had been several months since the minor accident in the lab that one day, but the entire experience itself hadn't strayed far from Hofn4rr's mind in the slightest. In fact it had resurfaced somewhat in recent weeks considering the state of things in the N3xus C0re facilities.

Director Phob0s had started to cut funding like he had threatened and gave what he and Dr. Christ0ff had worked so hard to create to a undeserving idiot, Dr. Crackp0t while a good worker most of the time, was determined to kiss up to their Director at any turn. Even when his proposed project was borderline insane and completely dangerous.

Not to mention Dr. Christ0ff absolutely despised the man and grew irate when their new coworkers nasally prideful voice came into earshot. Dr. Hofn4rr didn't like it either, nor did he care for the direction Phob0s was pushing their work...

One night several weeks ago, he had made the choice to show Christ0ff his discovery away from prying eyes. Christ0ff was at first stunned at his discovery..before a plan had begun to form. Both of them had long decided the good Director had long since lost track of his cause in favor of grasping power not meant for their kind. His ego had destroyed what little good their work had tried to establish in this horrible world and frankly both had thought it time for him to step down.

Hofn4rr was relieved Christ0ff shared his thoughts so readily, almost surprised at how eager he seemed to enact the plan they both were developing over the course of the night...But then again he knew how the other doctor felt, being used and abused so much could only spur them both to end the cycle.

The next morning would see them both in the lab discussing things, the plan was simple..as most best things were..The simpler the better as far as either of them were sure. Dr. Crackp0t was not going to be a problem, he had taken the day off after his reports the day before had "greatly pleased their Director enough to reward him with time to rest and a hefty wage to spend on research".

Christ0ff had quietly asked they remove Crackp0t next once they had finished with Phob0s..to which Hofn4rr could only laugh a little bit under his breath. He'd let Christ0ff do the honors, but after the Director made him unwillingly take a life so many months ago, alongside destroy so many countless others..he'd handle the deed himself.

The Director had informed them that their monthly review would begin shortly, he sounded ungodly smug as he announced it..countless other scientists looking away hurriedly...They all knew what was going to happen to the senior pair by now, the rumors had been flying around for months as their progress seemed to only get worse and worse as time went on.

"Those two held so much promise for this company. Quite unfortunate this may be their last week working under me.. Perhaps I'll make use of them on other projects. Perhaps I'll make that unruly Dr. Chris0ff a errand boy so he learns his place underneath me where he belongs... That other pathetic one will be of better use elsewhere, Dr. Crackp0t said he needed extra hands did he not? I'll give him to the good Doctor then.."

Director Phob0s walked alone in the empty halls, no one wanted to be present for the dressing down he was preparing for the remains of the Sleepwalker Program. They had been given ample time to show improvement and copious funds to do so. And yet neither of those two incompetent scientists had given him any good news.

Well today he'd be the one to give unfortunate news..Or he would if it wasn't for Dr. Hofn4rr opening the lock doors with a almost manic grin and welcoming him with more energy than he remembered the timid doctor ever expressing..

"Director Phob0s what impeccable timing sir! W-we've made an amazing breakthrough at last! Y-you won't believe what's happened."

That...well that was not what he was expecting. But progress was always good and he had to admit he was greatly curious what breakthroughs these two had achieved.

"What is it Dr. Hofn4rr? You seem almost elated to see me for once.."

"Of course I am sir! We've solved the two soda cans problem at last!! We can proceed with phase two safely at long last, the transfer of S3lf is stable finally!"

"What-? You've stabilized the procedure after all this time? What did you two do?"

"I can't explain it in words sir, you have to come see it yourself, it's beyond anything I've hoped for! We've done what no other thought possible after so many years sir!"

Director Phob0s had long forgotten his plans of firing the two of them, if what Hofn4rr said was true he'd grant them anything either of them could want..His gloved hands shook from the excitement of such a breakthrough, they had been trying for years now to solve the riddle the universe presented them.

"Come this way sir, it's only stabilized for a few short seconds but with time we can strengthen the foothold we've made and more!"

"Yes yes, you both finally are of use to me..Now show me what you've both have been doing."

"Y-yessir, just watch that far wall there with the markings. You won't believe it until you see it. I'm firing up the sequence now."

It was...almost too easy to get Phob0s to do what he wanted, of course he was known as nothing more than a feeble and spineless grunt..He'd be the last person to suspect turning a weapon on their dear Director.

Of course Dr. Christ0ff knew the truth of how he really felt. Years and years of verbal abuse and watching his life's work being warped and twisted unfairly..Well it does something to even the kindest of people.

The doors were locked via only one keycard, the highest security in the building aside from the Directors sole override card. So no one would bother them when the plan started. It only took a single password to turn Phob0s into anything but a threat in a flash of light.

"What was that just now..? Nothing's happened, I demand a explanation this instant Dr. Hofn4rr.....Dr. Hofn4rr?"

The ringing in his head alongside the overwhelming brightness that assaulted his vision both finally faded, leaving Phob0s with a chilling discovery. There wasn't a rift like he had expected, instead a endless white expanse.

"What is the meaning of this?? Where are you two?"

"Right here Director."

Looking around, the cold dread lurking on the fringes of his mind snapped home when Phob0s looked up to suddenly spot a toweringly tall figure..The titan looked and sounded just like Dr. Hofn4rr only..something was vastly different. He didn't like the look the other was leveling down at him.

"Dr. Hofn4rr what the hell is going on here? I demand answers immediately for what you've done to me."

"O-oh it's simple really, I've shrunk you."

"Well undo it this instant. I will not stand for this absurdity a moment longer from you or Dr. Christ0ff, the both of you will be lucky to find jobs as janitors once I'm finished with you!"

"Sh-shut the fuck up already you disgusting insect."

"W-what? How dare you talk back to me in such a crude manner?"

"A-alright then, let me make it p-plain for you then. I'm n-not doing shit for you anymore. In f-fact I'm calling the shots now."

As he talked, a massive hand came to scoop the miniscule Director up in a harsh grip. The way he writhed and cursed brought a grim smile to Dr. Hofn4rrs face. Dr. Christ0ff walked over to inspect their formerly menacing supervisor with a look of awe.

"You were right Dr. Hofn4rr, it was alarmingly easy to get him into place..I didn't think it possible for someone of his size to be reduced to such a scale.."

"Unhand me damn you! I will not stand for this mockery of your Director!"

"As I s-said earlier, you have no power here anymore. In fact you won't be here anymore fairly soon once I'm done with you sir."

Hofn4rr grinned in a way that made even Christ0ff briefly pause in concern, Phob0s on the other hand went dead still as he was raised towards that malicious grin.

"I h-hope you'll be a better meal than you were a Director..Either way it's long past time you were e-excused."

"W-wait what? No don't you dare Hofn4rr! Release me this instant-wait wait! Stop!"

Phob0s's pleas were met with silence before being unceremoniously dropped into Hofn4rrs awaiting open mouth. The small form bounced as he hit the wet tongue awaiting him before vanishing behind a solid click of teeth a second later.

The muted voice of their once Director was heard ramping up in panic and rage as Hofn4rr moved him around the inside of his mouth, getting a oddly rich and decadent wine taste the longer he kept them. However he was honestly growing tired of hearing and feeling the tiny directors protests and tilted his head back to finish the miniscule nuisance off at last.

One or two thick swallows was all it took to send the former Director Phob0s to where he was going to spend his last hours, Hofn4rrs stomach.

"H-huh..Well that went alot easier than expected don't you think Jeb?"

"Indeed..I must admit I'm surprised you were able to do it with such ease."

"W-well we've been dealing with him ruining our lives and o-our work..I'd d-do anything to get rid of the p-problem. Though..I admit the t-taste was not what I was e-expecting."

"Really now? He had taste?"

"E-exactly! He had a t-taste of the finest wine I've ever drank..quite peculiar. But refreshing compared to the bad taste he left in my mouth after years of his verbal abuse.."

"Well hopefully he doesn't..make you ill Dr. Hofn4rr...We should get to work covering our tracks before those who were loyal to the Director start to suspect."

"Of course! I-I've already reworked the recordings in here last n-night! They won't think we did anything until it's too l-late. We'd still need to take care of his u-underlings before the day's finished."

"Good, I'll work on summoning Dr. Crackp0t next. He won't suspect a thing. Though I admit I'm not looking forwards to literally stomaching him."

"It's not that b-bad once you get them down your th-throat.. Speaking of..the former Directors made himself at home finally..L-let's get to work then Dr. Christ0ff."

The two shared a grin before moving to enact the rest of their plan, Hofn4rr keeping a hand on his midsection that now held the once feared Phob0s inside. The miniscule grunt had realized he had been played unfairly well..he wouldn't escape this it seemed and nothing would make his devourer release him.

Dr. Christ0ff moved to call up Dr. Crackp0t saying the Director wanted him to come to a handing down meeting regarding the Sleepwalker Program..Something the soon to be former scientist would all but sprint to see happen first hand.

Little did he know his beloved Director Phob0s was being taken care of and being set up for a permanent leave that he'd soon be quick to follow.

#mawdness combat #g/t vore #g/t writing #mawedness combat #fatal vore #digestion #unwilling prey #vore story

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ix-baby · 4 years ago

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Your Eternal Protector

I was standing there waiting for Levi and his squad to return. This was suppose to be a quick sweep but more squads ran off because Titans had appeared. I trust and believe Levi is strong enough, but he was always so worried to take care of his comrades that he could be caught off guard. Hange made me stay behind because they worried I would act irrationally.

“What if he’s hurt?”

“No, you know he’s not, stay back and aid anyone that heads back this way.”

“Hange,”

They looked at me and shook their head reassuring me they’ll make him priority

In two weeks we’re getting married I need him back home. My nerves wouldn’t let me sit so I headed down to see what was needed.

“Levi help me choose a color for the bouquet,” I smiled as I walked into his office.

“Y/N,” he frowned.

“Oh come on you know you wanna choose,” I teased. “It’ll take you like 5 seconds you always know what you want.”

“Only thing I want is to see you walking down the aisle,” he smiled softly. “Plus its your bouquet.”

“But I want you to help me,” I frowned.

He finally gave in and sat up to listen to my ideas.

Time passed and more and more soldiers came home injured. I lost myself in helping them. My mind had drifted from worry to making sure everyone was bandaged up and being taken care of.

Armin came in with a cut down his forearm. Right away I sat him down and tended to him. I avoided any questions. I know what it’s like out there. Levi and I switch off when its small plans like these because in the bigger battles we both have no choice but to be there as Captains. Today was only suppose to be a sweep.

“I said I’m going today Y/N,” he turned to me with a stern look on his face.

Although his glare hurt, his eyes were always mesmerizing, even when angry.

“Okay fine,” I turned towards the desk to clean up the reports scattered across my desk.

He let out a sigh of frustration. I rolled my eyes and continued to clean up. I felt him come behind me and I felt his arms snake around me.

“It’s and easy sweep today, I’ll come right back and we can bathe together tonight okay? Just please, I can’t leave if you’re mad at me,” he whispered into my neck.

“I love you Levi, please be safe.” I turned and smiled as I wrapped my arms around him.

“I love you more beautiful,” he said as he planted a soft kiss on my lips.

Easy.

I headed into one of the rooms to retrieve more bandages for Armin’s arm and I heard someone come in behind me. I turn to see Erwin and I dropped everything and ran to hug him.

I clung onto him crying out of relief to see a familiar face.

I turned to face him and I placed my hands on his face, “Where is he?” I smiled and tried to go to the door

“Hold on,” he grabbed me and pulled me back to him

My heart instantly dropped. My smile faded instantly and I stared at him.

His eyes couldn’t meet mine as he began speaking.

“Y/n, Levi was trying to save me,” my vision blurred completely and all I heard was muffled talking.

“We brought him back but he’s gone.”

“No he’s not. He’s right out there, Erwin it’s Levi not a new recruit. He’s always comes home to me,” I choked. My throat numb from holding back tears. “Please tell me he’s out there.” I pushed him back.

“Erwin please! Where is he?” I turned and ran out. I ran through the hallways to reach the courtyard.

Jean, Connie, Mikasa, and Hange all surrounded a body covered by a white cloth.

I froze. I looked at them in disbelief. My body, my mind, all went numb in an instant. Hange and Jean both ran to me and caught me. Everything was in slow motion. I just remember my throat burning from the screaming and my chest aching.

Connie and Mikasa watching me wide eyed standing next to Levi.

Suddenly I woke up. I was back in my room. It was dark out. I was drenched in sweat.

It was only a nightmare. I felt his body next to mine. I reached over to wake him up, in moments like these he always wakes up to help me sleep.

As soon as I touched him he jerked up and I realized it wasn’t Levi.

“Erwin?” I choked out.

“I stayed to make sure you were okay. I had to lay down because you were looking for him and maybe this would help.” His eyes swollen and dark.

It wasn’t a dream.

I only remember portions of it. Jean walking me over to see his face one more time. Erwin coming to get me. Hange getting me a sedative to calm down.

This can’t be happening.

I let out a loud cry once again. Erwin clung me to his chest while I shook and sobbed uncontrollably.

Connie ran in worried I was alone.

“Captain are you okay?” His voice out of breath.

I felt Erwin wave him away.

Hange came in. Connie must have told them. They stood by the door for a few minutes. Despite my continuous sobbing I was still very aware of who was in the room. Hange, Erwin, everyone but Levi which I needed the most.

I finally stayed quiet and Hange spoke up,

“Y/N,” their voice whispered as they walked over to the bed. “He left you a letter.”

A letter? When did he write this? Did he know today was going to be dangerous? Is that why he wanted to fucking leave? Is this why he was so adamant on him going instead of me.

I finally looked up and Hange held out the letter.

I struggled to bring myself to open it. I looked at Erwin and Hange one last time and slowly opened it.

Y/N,

My love I am so sorry. I don’t mean to leave you my love. I never planned for any of this to happen. Im so sorry. If i can leave you anything to carry forever let it be this letter. I rewrite this every once in a while. I wrote the first one when you became mine, then again when we said our first I love you. Every year that passed just in case I needed to add something more. This time I rewrote it to let you know how in love with you I am. When I look at you I feel at peace. When i heard your voice I feel like nothing can harm me. When I see you walk into any room, even when we’re angry, my heart fills up with pure happiness. When you touch me I feel my body fill with love and admiration. You have gone through so much and Im sorry Im putting you through more. You dont deserve this. You’re strong. Please survive this. Erwin and Hange will be there but I want you all to hold each other together. I have always admired your courage. I need you to be brave for me one last time. I attached a copy of my vows to this letter just in case. I want you to have them. I love you y/n never forget that.

I looked inside the envelope to find his vows.

“My love are you in there?” I asked as I pushed the door open.

“No! Don’t come in,” he said in a stern voice.��

“Oops,” I said as I walked in. “Don’t be mad please, I’m just bringing you some lunch I know you haven’t ate.” I noticed he moved reports on top of something he was writing.

“What’s that?” I asked.

“N-nothing,” he stuttered. “I thought we made a rule about knocking in case we were doing any wedding stuff.” He quickly said.

“Oh so its wedding stuff huh?” I smirked.

“Out.” he scolded me.

“Fine, I’ll knock next time. I love you Ackerman.” I smiled and reached over to kiss his forehead.

He looked up and smiled at me. It was so innocent. What have you done to me Ackerman.

From the moment I met you to today my love has grown for you more and more. I vow to continue to fall in love with every single part of you. To love and protect you from anything that harms your mind, body, or soul. I vow to care for you and be by your side every step of the way. I vow to be your light, your shoulder to cry on, and your motivation. Together we are better than alone. My whole life I knew I was missing something and once you came along I felt complete in this chaos. I vow to be with you always and forever however it may be. Your eternal protector.

He can’t be gone. Not my love.

#levi ackerman #levi #lexi x reader #levi ackerman x reader #hange #erwin #connie #mikasa #aot

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justsomeboredgirl · 4 years ago

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ya know what just crossed my mind?

tsuna as a shinigami

why? bc tsuna is bullied constantly and called useless and wow that kid must be feeling depressed and shit. and probs thought about dangerous things such as 'isn't it better if i just disappear?' and like 'im just dame-tsuna anyway, who would miss me?' and the last straw for tsuna is 'even mom called me useless'

so BAM! kid jumped off a bridge and die and became a death reaper

but tsuna get back to his house and pretend to be living, like nothing changes, so he just go do shinigami duties and reap souls at night. i haven't figured out how can tsuna continue living yet.

so tsuna can wear contacts except when he goes shinigami duties. he will probs dissapeared in the weekend to the shinigami world or something, and nana being the oblivious mother will just nod or whatever.

the problem is when reborn came

this can go 2 ways :

tsuna is a loyal shinigami and he already have shinigami friends so he reported him being a mafia boss to the shinigami headquarters and was told to just go with the flow.

flames will not work on tsuna here bc he doesn't have any will to live, so bc the flames not working properly he probs dont get to connect with his guardians at all

canon changes immensely bc tsuna dont care about mortals at all, he got like 5 souls to reap tonight and 3 days deadline to write a report so please drop that mafia nonsense reborn

or :

or tsuna can be indecisive like he finally got friends bc of reborn and he finally got a taste of happiness, now suddenly he wants to live

this poses a problem bc tsuna neglect his Shinigami duties to play mortal

he actives the dying will flames but it hurts him everytime he uses it, the pain reminds him that he's dead and is a death reaper

eventually shit goes down bc he neglect his duties as shinigami and was forced to choose between pretending to be a mortal or come back to the shinigami world and permanently lives there

what do u guys think? the shinigami is inspired by kuroshitsuji

#khr au #khr #sawada tsunayoshi #shinigami au

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violetnotez · 5 years ago

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Dabi x reader

This is loosely...LOOSELY based off the myth of Persephone and Hades-honestly, I tried to do the fic based off the legend and it just turned into a yandere Dabi, so enjoy!😘😘

⤷ Genre: Yandere, angst+fluff

⤷ Word Count: 2898

⤷ Warnings: cursing, abduction, mentions of spicy themes 🔥

⤷ Synopsis: You wake up in a new place, feeling tired, achy, and not understanding a single clue of how you got there-until you realize you have been taken prisoner by non other than Dabi, who has seemed to take a strange liking to you.

Song Recs: ⤷Tourniquet-Evanescence⤷Hollywood’s Bleeding-Post Malone ⤷The Reaper-Chainsmokers

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You groaned, your eyes barely opening to slits as your mind awoke from its foggy state.

Everything felt numbingly painful: your joints ache as if they were rusted metal, unmovable and thick with time. Your feet tingled with exhaustion and your arms were heavy with fatigue, your forehead throbbing slightly from your uncomfortable nap. Your chapped lips parted, the skin detaching itself from being molded together for so long as you began to try and awaken yourself.

Feet-then legs- then hips-then arms- then head.

You began to pick apart each piece of body, the connection running slowly as you moved each ligament and limb, awakening them from their ill rested sleep.

What the hell had even happened to you?

Nothing was familiar to you- this room you were able to slowly piece together was foreign and solemn, almost akin to a warm dungeon with its steely brick walls and frugally decorated exterior. The only thing that seemed remotely comfortable was the bed you were laying on, the cool black sheets chilling your bare skin.

Your heart skipped a beat as your heavy head lazily looked down at your body: these were not even your clothes, if you could call it even that

You could sense on your skin that you were still wearing your undergarments, but the only thing covering you was a thin white shirt, the fabric charred at the top with gaping holes and flowing just past your upper thigh.

Everything was so strange-this foreign scenery, these clothes that were hastily thrown on you, your aching body....

The shock of the newnness couldn't seem to feel frightening. Your senses and survival instincts were cloudy and murky, your mind slowly trying to piece together the situation in front of you.

But it was like trudging through a river upstream-the rush of the water was too powerful, slowly pushing you as you climbed desperately to fight your fatigue and understand your situation.

“Oh good, your finally awake-thought you’d be out for another hour,” a voice drawled out from the shadows, sending a shiver through your thoughts.

Your body stiffened instantly at the sound, your heart beating against your chest like a hammer pounding against a nail. The voice seemed to speak from the shadows of the room, a body less phantom, it’s voice low and bored sounding as it slowly came closer to your fragile body.

“-seems your body didn’t like the drug Kurogiri made- youve been out for a while now,” it continued, a smile eminent in the voice’s tone as it creeped in the darkness.

What the hell was going on? Who was Kurogiri? And what freak drugged you?

And why couldn’t you remember anything from the last night?

Questions swarmed your brain, each one more complex and confused than the last. You were completely awake now, your eyes wide with shock as they darted across the room, trying to find the source of the voice.

You took a deep swallow through your dry mouth, coating your tongue with thick saliva as you willed your beating heart to squeeze out any courage it could.

“Who-who’s there?,” you stammered, your voice craggily and thick like sleep, “Who are you? Where am I?”

A low chuckle tumbled against the room, turning your blood ice cold.

“Slow down dollface, introductions first. Cant be demanding things when someone welcomes you into their home,”

“I never asked to be brought into your home-”

“And I never asked to like you so damn much, but here we are,”

Like...you? Your shocked eyes turned into confusion, trying to decipher the meaning of that sentence.

Who even was this guy-and what did he want with you?

Steel boots on wood floor pounded against the wall, small details finally being able to be seen. Fear pooled in your stomach, making it difficult for you to look and see who your captor was.

You started gazing at the bottom of his tall stature: boots, black and worn….black pants to match, a trench coat inky and dirty in spots with dirt…..a white shirt, looking painfully identical to yours…silver details glinting like knives as it wrapped around your captor’s lean forearms, strangely scarred purple skin….

“the name’s Dabi,”

He gave you a crude smile, those piercings digging into his skin with the motion as his eyes light up with amusement.

Fear gripped your stomach and flooded your whole body, squeezing your lungs painfully and forcing you to be unable to breath. You knew who this was, he was hard not to miss, with his marred skin and piercing blue eyes.

A Villian of the LOV, a dangerous man with an even more dangerous quirk.

You gulped, noticing how the scars ran against his skin for the first time, covering most of his body in a thick film of painful markings.

“Telling by our face, your already know me, dont ya doll?”

If he had those marks because of his own quirk...you shivered at the thought, knowing full well it would be 10 times worse for yourself if he used his fiery power against you.

You had to be careful with this one if you wanted to come out if this on one piece...extremely careful.

His face turned down slightly in annoyance, his blue eyes squinting as he peered at your shivering form.

“Answer me, I don't like being ignored,” he chided, his tone extremely calm and dangerous.

You gulped, shifting quickly so you could sit up and talk to the man directly.

“Yes, yes I know who you are-you're part of the LOV,”

“So you already know? Such a smart girl,”

That thin smile returned, almost like a grimace by how wide it was. He stepped closer, those boots like the ticks of a bomb, ready to explode at any moment.

You couldn’t fathom why this-this Villian, wanted anything to do with you.

You were no hero or sidekick, just a frugal girl going to college in the city. Your quirk wasn’t anything special: it was called Plant Growth, which allowed you to grow plants by merely touching any part of it exterior. You had been told it was strong, but you had never really paid any mind to it, only using it to grow your own garden or help others who couldn’t seem to grow their own.

Was this why you had been kidnapped?

Did the League see something useful in your quirk, something I’d use to them?

“What do you want with me?” You asked, hating how terrified your voice sounded compared to his prideful, calm tone.

“I-Im not going to be apart of your League’s plans if thats why your kidnapping me,”

Dabi chuckled, the sound sending shivers down your spine.

“Oh, the League doesnt know I have you. They think Im still trying to recruit more members at the moment. No, you, you are my dirty and innocent little secret, dollface,”

This was wierd-too wierd.

Why did he sound so possessive, As if he was a child protecting his favorite toy from the other kids? What was wrong with him-you had never talked to this man a day in your life, only knowing him from the occasional news reporting about him.

So why did he treat you as if he owned you?

You grimaced at the way he described you, the words making your skin crawl.

“Please dont call me that-”

“I gonna call you whatever I want to call ya,” he snarled, that disturbing grin still plastered on his face, “youre not in a position to be calling the shots.”

“Can you at least call me by my real name?” You asked, your voice timid and begging,” It’s-“

“Y/n, I know,” he smiled as you stared at him with terrified eyes, your mouth slightly agape.

So you were right-he did know you.

But how?

“How do you-“

Dabi chuckled again, the sound rich and deep rumbling out of his chest.

“Damn, you have hell of a lot of questions“, he sat himself down on the bed, the mattress dipping slightly under his added weight.

The smell of burning wood and whiskey floated to you, your senses going into override from the smell. It confused you how comforting it felt, but the fear was still growing in your stomach.

You instantly brought your feet close to your body, your knees hugging your chest as you tried to grow distance from you and this man.

“Well, you did just kidnap me, so I kind of deserve a few answers,” you remarked, your eyes trained on him.

He seemed so calm, so collected, staring at you with patient and waiting eyes.

“So you wanna bargain with me?” He drawled out, almost sounding bored as he leaned his head forward.

You swallowed, the blood rushing to your ears. That shit eating grin he was sporting seemed so menacing, as if he was secretly playing some cat and mouse game with you.

“What’s the bargain?” You asked hesitantly. The thin shirt pooled against your thighs, sending shivers against your skin.

Even with the strangely warm room, the fright from this situation and this Villian sent up your spine.

You had to admit it to yourself-there was a strange charm to him. He radiates pride and commanded power, from his messy black hair to his piercing blue eyes. His marred skin rippled like infinitely connected rivers, the purple wine color quite pleasing once you got adjusted to the shock of it.

The only thing that showed weakness were the staples: they seemed so painful, the way they pulled taught against his smooth skin and stretched it agonizingly against his skin. A small part of you felt empathy for the Villian and these crude marking adorning his body, but he didn’t seem fazed by them.

He continued to grin, even with those staples stretching his skin to ungodly lengths.

His piercing blue eyes racked into your body, gazing you up and down with a hungry gaze, like a lion looking at a lamb.

“You ask one question-and thats it,” he instructed, his low tone commanding.

One question?! You stared at him in shock-He can look as pretty and ethereal all he wanted with his pale skin and sultry voice-but no way in hell was he going to allow you one question after he kidnapped you-he was out of his mind!

“But that’s not-“ you argued back, your face clearly annoyed by his proposition.

“Not fair??” He cut you off, his voice taunting you, “Well wake the hell up Princess, your under possession of a Villian-‘fair’ doesn’t mean anything,”

You pursed your lips, hating how smug he looked as he peered at your clearly irritated face.

If he wanted to play that game-fine, you could play too.

You turned your head defiantly to the side, your hair cascading across your face as you looked away from Dabi.

It was a risk to be so openly resistant, but if he liked you as much as he seemed to, he might break slightly.

An exasperated sigh came from the Villian, the weight in the bed shifting as he moved slightly closer to you.

“Fine then,” he said exasperatedly,” three,”

A wave of relief flooded your system, a small smile tugging against your lips as you looked again at the Villian. Dabi looked back at you, a change flashing across his face.

He almost looked-relieved? Peaceful? Dreamy?

You couldn’t quite place it, but before you could fully understand it, his expression turned back to its lazy default.

“Now go, before I change my mind,” he instructed, his eyes trained on you as you shifted in your spot.

Three questions? Better but still-not that much.

“How much time has passed?” You asked first, your voice soft and tentative as you stared at the Villian with expecting eyes.

“Time?” He repeated, a grin on his bi-colored lips, “ That’s a short one…it’s been 2 days.”

Your breath caught in your lungs-2 days since you’ve been gone? You felt a small bit of panic flood your system, realizing your life had been unattended to for a whole 48 hours...but you quickly brought yourself from the intial shock. 2 days isn’t that long...it could be worse.

“Okay…” You sucked in a deep breath, willing your body to calm itself “How did I get here?”

“Now that’s a long one….

You watched him sigh slightly, his marred hands rubbing the back of his neck. He seemed slightly vulnerable like this, almost, well, sweet, as he tried to find the right words.

“I’ve been watching you from afar for a while now, and figured out you like to go into your garden before you go to bed for the night.

It was simple-I drugged you with a little sleeping serum I got from another member of the LOV, Kurogiri. Your currently in the LOV headquarters, in my room. Your clothing got dirty getting here, so that’s why you're wearing my clothes.”

Well hell-that was a lot to process. You instantly looked at him with worrying eyes, unable to process all the information. Hes been watching you? And drugged you? And, on top of all that creepiness, saw your in just your underwear and bra? Oh god, maybe even more-

He seemed to already read your mind, a dark laugh coming from his lips.

“Oh don’t worry dollface, I didn’t do anything,” he joked, his voice sultry and dangerous, “you’d feel it if I did,”

You gulped, letting those words register.

So he was a stalker and a flirt-great.

You licked your lips, clearly not finding the remark funny as you continued to stare at him with terrfied eyes.

The room seemed extremely quiet, Dabi’s dominant exterior faltering as your body language oozed fear.

“Why do you want me?” Your voice wa s barely louder than a whisper, your legs wrapped close to your body.

Dabi was the quietest you had seen him from this intial meeting, his inky black bangs cascading across his face and obscuring his eyes.

“Ya know…” he finally said, his voice vulnerable and quiet, “shit, I wish I knew that,”

“I just know that you-you are so whole and innocent, so loving...I-I fell for that. Not many are accepting of me, not just because I’m a Villian. They see my scars and instantly want me gone-but your not like that.”

He turned to you, that sultry smirk framed on his lips as he leaned in slowly, his digits resting gently on your knee.

You stared at that hand, the soft embrace on your bone making your heart jump. He was so gentle with you, so soft and endearing-you knew that he wasn’t like this with everyone. There was something inside him that longed for you, and it made your head spin in confusion.

“I’m not as good of a person as you think I am,” you replied, as if desperately trying to convince him,” I’m sorry people treat you so horribly, but-but I’m not your savior from it.”

He continued to smile at you adoringly, his blue eyes sparkling like diamonds.

“See, your sorry for me. Your-naive like that, and that’s why I like you so much.”

“But I barely know you, I can’t care for you as much as you want me to-“

“But isnt that people like you do-learn to love everyone, for all their traumas and flaws?” His voice became louder, more passionate as he shifted even closer to you. His hand grabbed yours, the staples digging into your cold skin.

He was so warm, his palms radiating a comforting heat as that smell of burning firewood filled your shocked lungs.

“Your so naive to everyone, to the people who dont deserve it-,” he continued, “you love everyone and everything.”

“I promise doll, if you just care for me like I care for you...I won’t hurt you,”

Your breath hitched in your throat, fears and defiance filling your body.

“You took me away from home. That’s hurting me,” you remarked back, desperately trying to fight yourself from leaning into the naturally warm man.

“Falling in love with someone and having them not love you back is hurting too,” his face contorted into anger and some pain, as if your words cut into his ego as his blue eyes pierced into you.

Your lips pursed again, your eyes forming into angry slits.

“I’ll never love you. Never,” you spat back. He may be pretty, and in some ways endearing, but no way in hell would you be his personal side girl, kept against your will to satiate his needs.

But something in your tone flipped a switch in him-no more was the patient, flirty Villian in front of you.

Something changed inside him, a dangerous personality took over, his hand swiftly reaching for your throat and wrapping around it.

All you could see were those expanse of blue, the irises dilated with anger as the staples in his hand dug painfully in your skin. Your eyes blew out in fear, his palm warm and suffocating as your skin became hotter and hotter, until the point of pain as you stared at those icy blue orb.

A sadistic smirk flashed again Dabi’s marred skin, causing a intense chill to spread along your spine.

“Aw you sweet thing, you scared?” He taunted, his voice dripping with amusement and anger,

“ You should be,”

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