#ambiguous drugging tw

[another-whump-sideblog]

Fixing Tracy -- Routine

TWs in the tags

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She’ll figure something out. She just has to wait and gather information, and she’ll figure something out. That’s the plan. She has a plan, she’s not powerless.

She’s… she has to accept that she’s in here for the long haul. She’s going to have to find a new job when she escapes, and comfort Alicia after the stress of losing her sister and not knowing why. 

She can do it. She just needs to buckle down. No more crying and pouting and freaking out.

Tracy falls into a routine with Molly. They eat breakfast together in the mornings, Tracy usually letting Molly make it herself. There are chains attaching all of the pots and pans to hooks inside the drawers, now. She hadn't noticed, but Molly probably did it right after the time Tracy tried to use a frying pan as a weapon. The chains are long enough that the pots and pans can be taken basically anywhere in the kitchen, but not outside of it, which Tracy supposes makes sense.

Usually they eat in silence, but sometimes Molly talks a bit about herself.

“Would it help you settle in if you knew more about me? I keep forgetting I’m basically a stranger to you. Hmm… I’ve always wanted to take care of people, ever since I was very small. I’ve tried all sorts of things. I was a therapist for a while, a nurse for a while… I even did politics for a bit.”

“Then… why? Why wasn’t that good enough? Why’d you have to— why’d you kidnap me?”

“…that would just upset you. You know full well there’s no answer to that question that you would be happy with. Let’s talk about something else.”

After breakfast, they usually do something together, like watching a movie or playing games. Tracy does her best to be friendly and engage Molly in conversation in the hopes that she'll let something important slip, but more often than not Tracy just gets too frustrated with Molly to do anything but scream at her or be silent, and she usually chooses the latter.

After that, they have lunch. Molly is a good cook, and Tracy finds herself eating a lot more than she did before Molly kidnapped her. She ignores the gnawing thought in the back of her head that she hasn’t earned this, because she has no doubt Molly would find a way to force her to eat if she refused.

That’s… that’s taking comfort in being powerless. That’s what Molly wants. 

No, no. She’s choosing to eat so that she’s strong enough to fight back. She doesn’t have to earn food. Her needs aligning with Molly’s wants benefits her, not Molly. Her priority is escape, not defiance.

“How… um… how did you get me here?”

“You don’t want to talk about—“

“Stop that!” She’s already shaking with rage. Talking to Molly without screaming is impossible, sometimes. “Stop acting like you know what I want better than I do!”

Molly stares at her like a deer in headlights. “I… um… you don’t like it when I apologize. I’ll just… um, I waited until a night when you were alone in your apartment, then I waited until you were asleep, and then I brought you home.”

“I knew that much! I’m asking how!”

“Right. I… drugged you. I’m sor— nevermind.”

Tracy waits for her to continue, but she doesn’t. Deep breaths. “…And my stuff? All of my clothes are here.”

“Just packed it up in my trunk. And I took your phone, which you know, and your keys and wallet and stuff so it would look like you left on your own.”

So no one’s looking for Tracy. She deflates. It’s still information, though. She got some information. She’ll just ask a couple more things so that it wasn’t obvious she was fishing for that. “You had time to fold up all my clothes and put them in the dresser and closet. What the fuck did you drug me with?”

“You wouldn’t recognize the name of the drug. It only took a few hours to organize your stuff, anyway. I didn’t— it wasn’t dangerous, I promise. You were perfectly safe the whole time.”

Tracy jumps to her feet without thinking. “You only drugged me once? And it only lasted a few hours?”

“Yes. You’re so clever, figuring that out from what I said.”

There’s no sarcasm in Molly’s voice. It’s a completely sincere compliment, and it makes Tracy’s stomach turn.

A few hours by car could still be quite a ways away from her apartment, but… she’s probably still in the same state. She shouldn’t have too hard of a time getting home after escaping.

That’s what she was already assuming, but having it confirmed is still very helpful. She’s on a roll, gathering-information-wise. It… probably wasn’t actually a ‘jump out of her chair in excitement’ level discovery, and now it’s really obvious she was fishing for information relevant to her escape… but that’s fine. She can work with that.

After lunch, Tracy usually takes a nap. She hasn’t just been eating a lot more, she’s been sleeping a lot more, too, and she’s positive she’s being drugged despite Molly’s insistence to the contrary.

“…Please stop drugging me. You don’t have to, I’m not a danger to myself or others right now, right?” All she can do is ask. Molly is the one who stocks the kitchen, so as far as Tracy knows, literally all of her options for food are drugged.

“Dear, I’m not drugging you, I promise.”

“But I’ve never been this tired before! I’ve never slept this much every day, or napped, or anything like that! How could I possibly believe you’re not drugging me?” There’s a mortifying lump in her throat that makes her voice come out sounding more scared than angry.

“Tracy, dear… you averaged four hours of sleep a night before you got here. You were in survival mode, and your body saw no point in using its limited resources to ask for sleep. But now you’re safe. Now you can heal, and that takes a lot more energy than surviving. You’ll feel less tired as your body adjusts and recovers from the constant stress you were under.”

That sounds like bullshit. Tracy is positive she’s being drugged. 

After her nap, Tracy usually takes advantage of the little gym setup Molly made. It’s really just a treadmill, a pull-up bar, and a few yoga mats, but it’s better than nothing. Sometimes Molly joins her, but usually she just sits and reads while Tracy tries to build her strength.

Afterwards, they have dinner. Often, Molly uses the time while Tracy is napping to bake some kind of treat, so there’s usually dessert. Then Tracy showers, brushes her teeth, and goes to bed. Molly always offers to stay with her, and Tracy always refuses. She knows now that Molly will never fall asleep in front of her unless Tracy's restrained or drugged, so there's no point.

Time goes by so fast. Before Tracy knows it, her hands and black eye have healed, and she still hasn’t made any real progress towards escaping. She's even considered setting a fire to try and force Molly to let her upstairs, but there's a fire sprinkler system on the ceiling. 

Molly hasn't restrained or shocked her since the time Tracy tried to take the cattle prod from her. She doesn't seem to be looking for reasons to do either, and Molly never seems even slightly annoyed with Tracy no matter how nasty Tracy is to her. She genuinely seems to want Tracy to be happy, even if she's really, really bad at it.

Every night, before going upstairs to bed, Molly tells her she loves her. Every night, Tracy believes her a little more.

Tag list: @whumpyourdamnpears

[headmate-ideas]

🦴 HEADMATE TEMPLATE 🐾

CONTAINS ADULT THEMES: substance use

✦ Name(s): Sawyer, Crunch, Dex ✦ Pronouns: he/him, it/its, xe/xyr/xyrs/xyrself, laugh/laughs/laughself, x/xs/xself ✦ Species: anthro shapeshifter (spotted hyena) ✦ Age: adult ✦ Role(s): protector, forportian, social headmate, interest holder ✦ Labels: butch, lesbian, orchellian, genderqueer ✦ Xenos: the sun, meat, nostalgia ✦ Interests/likes: animals, pet sims, science ✦ Dislikes: long car rides, plans changing, boredom ✦ Music taste: breakcore, stoner rock, industrial hip-hop ✦ Aesthetic(s): bastardcore, grunge, Y2K ✦ Objectum attraction(s): plushes, stim toys, lava lamps, technology ✦ Kins: vultures, music, bugs ✦ Emoji proxy: 🦴🐾 ✦ Details:

Sawyer is a recovering substance addict and is intended to join systems who are as well. He copes with and manages addiction by holding substances as an interest (i.e. researching about their effects, chemistry, etc.) This base of knowledge is used to help the system practice harm reduction, prepare for detoxes, and navigate situations safely if under the influence. Xyr interest in the science of drugs extends to an interest in science in general. He spends most of his time in the form of an anthropomorphic spotted hyena but can take on a four-legged form as well as a form that is completely human except for the presence of a tail and ears. It likes looking at and/or creating furry art as well as learning about real life animals. It enjoys watching pet care videos and wildlife documentaries, especially as a self-distraction during withdrawal. As a social animal, Sawyer likes having a large friend group and values the system's friendships. He likes talking to the system's friends and helping them make new friends in spaces relevant to their interests. It has absolutely no reservations about reaching out for help when needed. X has a marked dislike for plans changing but is trying to learn to be more flexible.

[These can be edited and changed as needed, and headmates will almost definitely not turn out EXACTLY as described.]

[If you do not already experience substance addiction, you are discouraged from trying to introject THOSE PARTS of this headmate.]

[MINORS: you are forbidden from reblogging or liking this post and discouraged from trying to introject this headmate. However, you may use elements from this template that do not relate to adult themes.]

[moongreenlight]

Nanny!Reader x John Price hnnnnngh

Tw/Cw: Cheating, mentions of drug use and abuse.

@ceilidho put the words ‘marriage kink’ and ‘ambiguous gray blob wife’ into my head and it has been eating away at my psyche for DAYS.

The Maddie from Euphoria of it all, honestly.

Getting the job through a Craigslist ad because it pays better than some of the office jobs you’d been perusing and it comes with free housing and a car to use? It’s a no brainer.

The kids are alright. Spoiled, but not entirely obnoxious. They’re school-age, so you really only deal with them for breakfast and a few hours after school. Their mother is absent. Some sort of philanthropist who travels for work and prefers to jet-set instead of sitting home. Their father is lovely. Truly picture perfect.

He only brought you on because he couldn’t step away from work, and he wouldn’t hear of sending his children to some daycare. Too impersonal. He prefers to get to know the person raising his cubs. He’s sweet like that.

John doesn’t expect much of you. Decently tidy house. Well-tended kin. A pot of coffee in the morning before he’s off to work, and a hot supper if he’s home late.

Leaves you to your own devices while the kids are at school. What’s his is yours. At first, you mainly stuck to your quarters and the living room, but after so long, you got a little lax.

Started wandering the house. Awfully fucking big for a philanthropist and a military man with three kids, but you’re not one to speculate. You try out the hot tub. The jacuzzi bath in the primary en-suite bathroom. The home gym in the basement.

Even that gets boring after some time. Too routine. So you get adventurous. Get your paws on the mother's medicine cabinet. Take a cocktail of her nearly expired prescriptions and take a few hours to yourself in the bath.

You must have fallen asleep, because the snap of a door closing makes you jerk your head up off the cold rim of the tub.

"Hello?" You're trying to figure out who exactly would be home. Scrambling to yank the plug out of the drain with one hand and track down your phone with the other. Suddenly very worried you slept through school pickup.

But when your pruny fingers finally swatted at the screen hard enough, you were grateful to see you'd only really dozed off for twenty minutes or so. Still no response even though you were fairly certain you heard the door come from somewhere upstairs with you.

"Someone home?"

The drain was loud. A dead giveaway of your neglecting your job. Gargling as it sucked away the evidence of your lavender-scented bath. What's worse? You'd forgotten a towel. Mind fogged by some desperate housewives-adjacent combination of stimulants and muscle relaxers.

You nudged the bathroom door open with a dripping wet toe, poked your head out to see what was going on. Seeing nobody, you decided that maybe you were just hearing things. Just the house settling.

So you inched forward, cringing at the trail of wet footprints you were leaving on the carpet of John's bedroom floor. You made a mental note to tidy those somehow before you went to get the kids. It wasn't until you were out on the walk over the living room that you heard someone clearing their throat in the kitchen.

It made you whirl your head around, scrambling to cover your modesty as best you could. Maybe it was a contractor? John had a bad habit of not reminding you that his buddies were coming over to do some project or another.

"That how you dress when you've got the place to yourself?"

You wouldn't be so lucky.

"J-John?"

A chuff from just beyond the wall downstairs. Strategically positioning himself where he could see, but wouldn't be seen.

"I-I didn't know you'd be home. God- I'm so sorry."

You weren't sure if it was better to run to your room or stay where you were. This was uncharted waters, after all.

A tsk, like he was sucking his teeth to keep the smile from creeping into his voice.

"In my room?"

Your mouth is painfully dry. You can't even manage to swallow.

"I'm so sorry, John. So sorry."

"Why don't you dry off and then we'll chat?"

[transformersroleplay]

hey all! i’m currently looking for a lucky someone (or someones) to join a 1x1 literate transformers roleplay on discord!

PLEASE BE 18+. I am over 18 and I intend to have graphic content within our writing. A heads-up warning for mentions/potential depictions of (GENERAL TW)

::read more::

sexual themes/kinks, drug abuse, SA, (mainly mentions of) child abuse, medical themes, mechpreg, etc. This list isn’t limited to these things, nor does our writing have to include all of them! We can discuss in more detail what we feel most comfortable with. :)

Good grammar, punctuation, 3rd person perspective, and somewhat consistent tense are very important to me, though if you slip up every so often, don’t worry, I won’t bite! I love to write A LOT (at least at the beginning), usually breaking discords message limit. However, quality over quantity is even more important, so don’t feel like you need to grind out 6 paragraphs if you don’t have the inspiration/material to work off of! I tend to shorten down to usually 2 paragraphs as the roleplay goes on, maybe even less depending on the scene, but sometimes i’ll go off on a tangent again. As said before, feel free to discuss with me! Communication is key.

Please no ocs! I ONLY do canon/canon, at least at first. Once I get to know you and get comfortable with your style, I usually become more open towards ocs, especially if we can make some together!

As for continuity, I mainly go for an ambiguous universe or an amalgamation of multiple. If we want a specific one to work with, I’m most familiar with IDW (disclaimer that I’m not the most knowledgeable out there), G1 universe and the aligned continuity. IDW would be my first pick though!

I have many many, MANY ships in my arsenal, but there are a few main ones that I’m usually always down to do, those include: (in no particular order)

lockdown/swindle

ratchet/drift

starscream/skywarp/thundercracker

starscream/megatron

starscream/skyfire

starscream/optimus

megatron/the elite trine

rung/megatron

deadlock/hot rod

deadlock/ratchet

rodimus/megatron

chromedome/rewind

soundwave/megatron

soundwave/shockwave

I can mainly write from Ratchet, Megatron, Deadlock/Drift, Starscream, Skyfire, Thundercracker, and Skywarp, but I can try my hand at anyone! I just can’t guarantee I’ll be the best at them, but i’ll try!

As for plot, I don’t really have anything specific in mind at the moment except for starscream based ideas. However, no matter the ship, I’m always down for slice of life, canon/canon divergence, and royalty aus. Im a HUGE sucker for royalty aus.

so yeah! hmu if you’re interested and we can talk more!

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

This is a question about Yves. Since he’s horrified by the idea of domming you, what if you wanted to dom him? I’m guessing he’d be fine with being a service sub and worshiping you but how about something more intense?

Tw: sexual stuff with mention of yves past and bdsm

He doesn't like the severe imbalance in either direction.

Sex is already rare to come about, you will only get it if he is the one initiating it, and it always has to be the way he likes it: carefully planned out, gentle, loving and drugged. He's always a bit up there in terms of hierarchy, that's because he sets the pace and tone of the activity. But aside from that, Yves has no desire exerting any more power onto you, he tries to keep it as equal as possible. But that really isn't happening, especially when he needs you pliant with drugs.

You domming him is absolutely not happening. You are not the one calling the shots in the bedroom, he is. Yves makes that very clear from the get go.

Its a different story if it is topping or bottoming. He doesn't mind being penetrated and being below you with his hair sprawled prettily across the pillow as long as he gets to give you instructions that you would follow, and he could sing his praises to you. However, he manipulates the environment so that you would thrust at a rhythm and at a force that optimises the pleasure for the two of you. He would wrap his arms around your neck and pull you in for kisses whenever it's appropriate.

You're still under the influence of something, that wouldn't change.

If you're a seasoned player in the sexual scene, intercourse with Yves is not for you. It is for the faint hearted only.

He isn't in it for the tingles between his legs or the gushing of liquid. Sex with Yves is fun, light and enjoyable in a sense that, you would enjoy the journey and not only the ending. It's a celebration of your relationship with him, it's sacred. But he could only deliver the best possible experience if he's in charge.

Goes without saying, he does not appreciate being slapped around, has his hair pulled or degraded in the bedroom. Yves never truly found that arousing, he did so in his youth, but only to make his life bearable enough to want to live another day. There was a chance to never engage in such degeneracy again, he took it and never looked back.

So, no. Aside from the morally ambiguousness of drugging you to elevate the Sex, nothing about it is intense except the euphoric orgasm and his subliminal affirmations for you.

[redlinesoftext]

Lemme See It?

"What's this spaghetti coding-?!"

///

Song Association- Still Turning Out - AJR

Name: Egret Bradbury

Age: (Ambiguous adult, mid/early 20's)

Pronouns: He/They

Likes: his (found) family, their bio brother, their boyfriend, coding, gaming, vintage games, complex coffee orders, sweets

Dislikes: his bio parents, reminders of how they was an asshole kid, parties, crowds, stuffy clothes, bitter things, dark chocolate, his appearance (looks like his dad)

(ooc/ extras under cut)

small headcannon list

Turned out taller than Berry- he's 5'10 (Berry is bitter-)

Him and Berry made up- he's fully forgiven Berry

Berry and Kris are both like siblings to him

So are moon and liam, Ezra, and Karma

He's still a little prickly, especially with strangers

He can be unbearably soft around certain people, closer to how he was as a kid

those people include hoshi, karma, kris, berry and (sometimes) Ezra

doesn't forgive himself for how they acted when they were 16

Graduated college and had a career freelancing coding

cut off his parents completely

drug free- for the most part-

still owns rats! theyre different rats now though..

tws for drug abuse, homophobia/transphobia (backstory), gender issues/gender dysphoria, body issues, toxic familial relationships, past/present sh, etc

no nsfw (jokes/ sillies are fine)

mod is @fromtheberrybush

tags!!

@aredeemantagonist @justsigma-bsd @myluckymoon @kimisbunny @the-gayestidiot @doakarma @oscarsgallery @looksatyouwithmybiggreeneyes @k0setsuch1e

[azurexsnake]

Here. Read the tags and if it makes you uncomfy don’t click below the cut or I’ll see you hanged

Snippet of idk what I’m titling this yet

Fem!Reader x Millions Knives

CW: DARK!!!!! DEAD DOVE. Morally ambiguous reader, dom!reader, sub!knives, virgin!knives, toxic relationship, death in reader’s backstory, fem physical descriptions used for knives’ body, body modding (reader has a lost tech detachable dick she can feel through), petnames (angel and princess -> knives)

TW: Drugging (Reader -> Knives), Lethal Aphrodisiacs, Dubcon AF (Knives has an implied soft spot for Reader but…….), Xenophilia (Alien Genitalia), Fuck or Die, Choking, Degradation, Mocking Praise, Sadism, Virginity, implied incestuous feelings (Knives -> Vash), Vaginal Penetration (Reader -> Knives), and probably more that I can’t think of rn cuz this isn’t done yet. I just need motivation

A/N: All the tags don’t apply to what’s actually in the clip. I just don’t want anyone interacting with this piece without knowing the full scope of what’s actually going on.

+20 Content. Ages 19 and under DNI.

[wangxianficfinder]

Fic Finder/In the mood for...

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1. itmf pining. WangXian or Yizhan but either way so much pining it's a forest. With a happy ending. Please!

Cut to the Feeling by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 32k, YiZhan, Famous XZ/not-famous WYB, Soft Boys)

Stripped by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 16k, YiZhan, College/University)

next time there's no doubt by annemari (M, 35k, WYB/XZ, future fic, getting back together, past miscommunication, learning to communicate better, hurt/comfort)

The Upgrade Clause by fyredancer (E, 40k, YiZhan, Modern AU, Non-Famous XZ, Sugar dating, Mutual Pining, Blow Jobs, Love Bites, Sex Talk, Happy Ending)

even if the sky falls by fyredancer (E, 27k, YiZhan, Canon Divergence, Masturbation, Hand Jobs, Voyeurism, femboy XZ, cam/streaming, Pining, Porn with Feelings, Vibrators, Top WYB/Bottom XZSpanking, Safewords, Light BDSM, Restraints, Anal Fingering, Fisting, Sexual Roleplay, School Uniforms, First Time, Barebacking, Friends to Lovers, Blow Jobs)

Fixtures and Fittings by ella_minnow (E, 42k, WYB/XZ, interior designer XZ, motorcyclist WYB, pining, famous/non-famous, slowest burn)

Satisfaction Brought it Back by feenwitch (E, 16k, YiZhan, Magical Realism, Animal Transformation, Getting Together, Cohabitation)

听候发落; As You Wish by sunsandships (E, 99k, YiZhan, tw: mentions of homophobia, tw: light internalized homophobia, tw: smoking, tw: mentions of suicidal ideations and mental health issues (of non-main character), Modern AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Getting Back Together, Non-Linear Narrative, Translated from Chinese, Top WYB/Bottom XZ, bjyx)

The Scent of Happiness by vesna (mrsronweasley) (E, 48k, YiZhan, soft baker XZ, famous WYB)

yesterday, tomorrow by sophiahelix (E, 80k, YiZhan, Movie Sets, Breaking Up & Making Up, Future Fic, Mutual Pining, reverse slow burn)

With Joy and Purpose by feenwitch (E, 29k, YiZhan, Robots & Androids, Space, Android WYB, Slow Build, Happy Ending)

forehead kisses, break my knees by kinkywrists (M, 54k, YiZhan, Future Fic, Hurt/Comfort, Implied/Referenced Alcohol Abuse/Alcoholism, Implied/Referenced Drug Addiction, Exes to Lovers, Slow Burn)

小偷玫瑰 · Voleur de Roses by fefedove (M, 14k, YiZhan, Friends With Benefits, Police, Closeted Character, Ambiguous/Open Ending, xz is an asshole, yibo is dumb, they fuckbuddies, slowburnish, Angst)

Pretty Dead by Verona95 (M, 252k, YiZhan, Strangers to Lovers, Police, Detectives, Crime Scenes, Investigations, Age Difference, Dark, Angst, Happy Ending, Fluff, Smut, Murder Mystery, Murder, Bottom WYB/Top XZ, Top WYB/Bottom XZ, Small Towns, Bratty WYB, Slow Burn)

A Weekend in Sanya by biscutpoo (Not Rated, 22k, YiZhan, Getting Back Together, Weddings, Sharing a Bed, Angst, Pining, bjyx, Post-Break Up, Tropical Destination Weddings, Top WYB/Bottom XZ, Non-Famous, Angst with a Happy Ending)

Close Your Pretty Eyes by DeviyudeThoolika (E, 20k, YiZhan, High School, College/University, Angst, Mutual Pining, the slowest burn, BJYX | WYB/XZ is Real)

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2. Hi, I'm looking for a modern era fic. Xiao Zhan was in love with jin juxuan and was dumped by him. The world believes that xz betrayed him with another man. Later he owns an art gallery where he helps artists by displaying their works. Xz parents are rich and powerful. xz has I think a one night stand with wy who is a famous star and enters into a relationship with him. End of the story wy agrees to help run xz father's company. Hope you will be able to help me as it is truly a beautiful story

FOUND? Encounter by thetaintedblade (E, 129k, YiZhan, Top WYB/Bottom XZ)

Update: story appears to have been deleted, link will not work anymore - Mod C

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[dino-boyo-agere]

This amazing art piece of my human OCs was made by @littledinosaursposts!!

It's the first ever art piece of these OC's, that are incredibly important to me & I'm absolutely in love with it!! <3

So, thank you again for bringing them to life!

I've been planning on telling y'all about them for a while, but it's so much lore and some of it is a little dark.. uh.. so anyways, here is a "tiny" summary..

Who is who on the picture:

Frank is the tall black man sitting on the floor, he is Chrisses best friend and future husband. In his lab is sitting Nate (yes, I choose the same name for me lols) . On the couch are sitting Nate's big Brother, Chris and Riv, who is Frank's child and Nate's best friend.

About the characters:

Frank - A 25 yo black man and single father of River (Riv). He became a dad at the age of 16, took full custody and raised his kid with the help of his mum. Rivs mother always wanted to be a career woman and Frank always wanted to have children. Frank is now a preschool teacher and LOVES children so much. He's autistic and likes how honest and direct they are, he is very good with children. He calls his kid "Muffin", Nate "pipsqueak" / "Pip" and Chris "Chrissy"/ "Love". He's an absolute rock for Chris and never fails to support him. He knows exactly how to handle a traumatized kid like Nate, since he was a child psychiatrist for a while.

Riv - is 8, goes by they/ them pronouns. Riv loves heavy metal and spending time with their dad. Together they often play video games, DnD or make music (Riv plays the drums and Frank the guitar, bass or piano.) Riv has a hard time connecting with their peers, they are also autistic. Frank did a really good job raising a very intelligent kid, emotionally and generally. Riv knows exactly what they want and are really good at communicating their needs. They share a lot of interests with Chris and the both of them often enjoy horror media or metal music, while Nate and Frank partake in calmer activities, like crafting. Nate is Rivs best friend and "sibby". Even though Riv is bodily younger, they feel like a big sibling, since Nate is permanently regressed and mostly stuck at ca. age 5.

Chris is the big (half) brother of Nate, he took his sibling in after the police removed him from the house of their father. He didn't know the kid existed, no one did (more of that later). He's 26 and trying his best to take care of this deeply traumatized kid. Frank is his neighbor and best friend.. and even though he thought he was straight, he's beginning to realize that he has a huge crush on him. Chris is very loving but a bit overbearing and overly cautious & overprotective with Nate. But Frank is pretty good at grounding him. Chris is trying his best at raising his traumatized sibling.

Nate - ❗Tw - mention of abüse & deäth❗ The police found him chained up in the basement when looking for drugs at the father's house. Any type of abuse one can imagine, he had to go through. His mother was found after he told the police "she sleep in roses." Her body was buried under a rose bush.❗Tw over❗

His left arm is amputated under the elbow and he has many scars. He's still a little underweight, but he's getting better. Nate is intersex and his gender is ambiguous. He has no construct of gender, so he doesn't care what pronouns ppl use for him. The kid has heterochromia, with his right eye the same shade of blue like his brothers eyes, and the left one a turquoise. He also got the same blue streak his Chris has, bc he wants to be like him. He is permaregressed, with his age moving between 3 and 13, depending on the day and possible triggers, tough he's mostly stuck at about 5. He's semi verbal and has selective mutism. His bio age is unknown, since there is no birth certificate. He loves his brother, he calls him "Kiss" because he has trouble pronouncing the name Chris and he calls Frank "Dad" because he keeps hearing his bestie Riv call him that. Nate is obsessed with dinosaurs and the kid would drop everything and anything for an apple.. he loves apples so much. That's because when he was found by the police, one of them gave him some apple slices, that was the first time Nate ever tasted anything sweet.

[devil-doll13]

Tw: Weed & Drugs mentions

I’ve finally got around to posting this guy’s profile! You can ask me anything about him <3

Adam 🌱

Name: Adam (Formerly William “Bill” Sage)

Meaning: ‘earth’ or ‘soil’

Alias(es): The Green Man, The Hippie, Murder Jesus

Pronouns: He/Him

Age: Early to Mid 30s

D.O.B: August 28th

Zodiac: Virgo

Sexuality: Pansexual

Current Residence: Roams mostly around California and the West Coast of America, sometimes has a van or stays in a tent or in one of his follower’s homes.

Occupation: N/A, though formerly in the Military

Appearance Description: Adam is a man of tall stature, with fair to lightly tanned skin (depending on the season and weather), long brown hair that is occasionally braided or bound in a headband and leaf green eyes, though one may detect a multitude of different colours inside of them.

Style: Tea Glasses, Vests, Tie-Dye, Bell Bottoms, Open Shirts, Headbands, Sandals Or Barefoot.

Height: 6,3ft

Eye Colour: Green

Hair Colour: Brown

Notable Features: A long, thin scar on his right side from when one of his ribs was removed. He also has a large, deep scar on his left thigh and multiple smaller ones all over his body from shrapnel and misc. injuries. Has large earlobes and occasionally wears dangling earrings.

Personality: A common sentiment expressed by those he meets on the road is that Adam exudes a natural charisma, so strongly so that even those who originally did not approve of his lifestyle find themselves drawn to him. It is an almost supernatural effect. But Adam himself seems to be a relatively normal guy at first; he’s so easygoing and fun-loving, he can kick back with almost any person he meets like he’s known them for his entire life. There is a certain sureness to him, like he feels all of his actions are right and just. He has a free spirit and an artistic streak, and his wanderings lead him everywhere, often collecting ‘followers’ on his path.

Likes: Nature, Cannabis & Psychedelics, Rainbows, Flowers, Cacti, Parrots, Canaries, Rock Music, Maximalism/Clutter, Abstract Art

Dislikes: Monochrome, The Desert, Emptiness/Large Deserted Places, Loud Bangs/Slams & The Sounds of Ceramic Breaking, The Cold

Hobbies: Painting, (Usually with his hands) Playing Guitar & Singing, Caring For Plants, Meditation

Tw: Angst, Weed & Drugs (LSD), Family/Parental Abuse, Poverty, Character Death, War, Depression.

While this is ambiguously set in the 60s/70s, It’s not specific.

(Very) Rough Backstory:

William “Bill” Sage was born near the border in Southern California, together with his twin brother Charlie. Where they lived was typically arid and barren, and they spent their childhood playing out in the sticks, away from home. Their home life was always turbulent, mostly because their parents would constantly argue and occasionally take their anger out on them. Being twins, their bond was always very strong, and both of them relied on eachother for support when things got tough. They were almost entirely identical in looks, aside from a few differences and preferences in clothing.

Bill’s parents had a traditionalist mindset which he never could live up to, and Charlie was in his eyes often the ‘better’ twin; smarter, more attractive, more talented. It never really created a rift between them, but he would be lying if he said he didn’t feel any sort of hidden resentment.

Their father was always gambling, Because he stupidly bet their house in a game, they later ended up living in a cheap trailer since it was only thing they could afford at that point. Over the years things only got worse, especially when their mother died of an illness and left them with only their father. It was really to the point that they felt no real attachment to him, since he was never a loving father at all really.

Eventually Charlie felt like he had had enough at pitched the idea of joining the army to get away from everything; they both felt they had no future prospects in doing anything else. Bill agreed, partially because he wanted to stay together with his twin and in part because he wanted to escape his home and where he grew up as well. Bill took to the change in lifestyle readily, because it was new and in some ways actually more bearable than his previous one. At the same time, they didn’t really fully realise what they had both signed up for.

His brother died in conflict right in front of him, a sight which he would never forget burned into his retinas forever. Due to injuries Bill sustained in this very same situation, he was considered unfit for future service, although some might say that it was corruption in the ranks or a quarrel with a superior that got him thrown out of the army; he was never up front about that one.

He ended up returning to California, drifting about without much purpose in San Francisco. He became homeless, without any sort of support put in place and having such difficulties holding down any job he could even get into. He fell into a group of people in similar situations, but with all different backgrounds.

Bill underwent many changes and transformations during this time. He tried on new religions, new drugs, new personalities. Chiefly, he tripped on LSD/Acid and continued to search for new highs as he basically ran from himself. Although it was in some ways a period of self-discovery, it was also self-destructive.

It was then he met this older woman named Janis - or at least she told him that was her name - who took him in and looked after him during this time. Sometimes, Bill felt like he was being tested by her somehow, but couldn’t confirm it. She was mysterious, and he never could get her last name. Then, she offered him this new ‘drug’ he had never heard of before, but at this point he would really try anything and he accepted it.

The trip he took on this drug was unlike anything he had ever taken before. Something out of his control reached out to him and entered his mind, and when it did he had a wondrous revelation. Although he has told this story many times around a campfire, he cannot verify the specifics. Only that he knew it was all he had been waiting for his entire life; that the journey of finding his purpose had only just begun.

After he woke up, Janis was no longer to be seen. She and almost all her things had disappeared, almost as if she was a figment of his imagination. The only thing that remained was her glasses, which he took into his possession as a keepsake.

He chose a new, more fitting name for himself: Adam, and set off to give his message to all that would listen.

Fun Facts:

His favourite book (series) is Lord of The Rings

His favourite film is The Wizard of Oz (1939)

His favourite music artists are The Beatles, Jefferson Airplane, Grateful Dead, Led Zeppelin, Cream, Black Sabbath & Jimi Hendrix.

His favourite colours are green, yellow and purple

His favourite foods are Avocado Toast & Melons

His favourite drink is Orange Juice

It would be too simple to consider him someone who merely has control over plantlife. Adam almost sees himself as a part of nature now, and it’s debatable how attached he is to his own body now that it has been changed so much.

He started to smoke weed to deal with his chronic pain from some his war injuries, but now also just recreationally, a.k.a for fun lol

Bill grew up around the arid mojave desert, in an area where there wasn’t much plant life at all really. In the better days he used to take care of cactuses as his hobby, and now even as Adam he has a soft spot for cacti.

Bill learned to play a bit of guitar as a child/young teen but wasn’t able to truly master it, as it was carelessly discarded by his parents and probably sold to pay their debts. Many of Bill’s old belongings went this way, to the point that by the time he and Charlie were leaving for the military, he had almost nothing to his name but a few dollar bills and the clothes on his back. He picked the guitar back up again during his period of re-discovery after leaving the army. Now, he isn’t the best player, but he can still do a couple of his favourite songs.

Although he has enough clout now to basically have a friend in every city he passes by, he was a socially awkward teen and when he got older, Charlie was really the ‘extroverted twin’ out of the both of them. It goes to show how different he is as ‘Adam’ compared to when he was Bill.

Speaking of, he does have a number of ‘believers.’ It’s possible that at one point they were more organised, but there were some investigations done before and Adam felt it simply more wise to keep a low profile.

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Tw: discussions of past trauma (hinting SA), drug abuse, sorta, generally unhealthy coping mechanisms, and A/B/O (this is a kinda heavy post mate)

Thinking abt a sort of vent fic (either Suna or Kita but Ig anyone works in this setting since it would be hurt/comfort but they have me in a chokehold) where character is an alpha and reader is an omega but has strong alpha genes so their secondary gender is ambiguous.

Heavier discussions below 👇

The fact reader's second gender is ambiguous is also supported by the fact that their scent is a mess due to overusing their scent blocker and heat suppressant medicines, like to the point where they would essentially destroy their body. Reader hasn't had a normal heat cycle since their trauma and since their scent is fucked, their sense of smell is also fucked, they can't exactly tell what is whose secondary gender.

No one knows what reader's second gender is so most people assume they're a beta with strong alpha genes since their scent isn't one of an omega nor an alpha and they somehow get away with hiding their true secondary gender.

Now see here, I also like the concept of soulmates, head over heels for the concept even, so when character meets them for the first time, he's confused on why everyone doesn't have a clue what reader's gender is bc he can clearly sense that they're an omega, just the alpha characteristics are like, very prominent in their physical stature. The thing abt fated mates in this universe is that, they can and will find their soulmate no matter how hard one tries to conceal it or smth like that.

Reader notices their heats coming more regularly despite still overusing their medicines, going as far as to amp up the usage, character's still confused on why people can't tell reader's an omega, and reader finally realises that character's their so-called fated pair and tries to run from it bc duh, what if character's an asshole like the person from their trauma.

Character realises that reader's his soulmate and tries to win them over which doesn't prove easy, they're horrified to find out what causes people to not know reader's secondary gender and healing stuff happens here on out.

This concept has been in my mind for the past, Idk, 2 years? I'm just not brave enough to write it bc it deals with trauma and A/B/O which does kind of have a weird rep. But Idk, I just have thoughts.

[the-90s-music-colosseum]

// tw mentions of murder, gang violence and drugs

Not a dream but I read a really weird RPF crossover fanfic a little while ago that had Kurt Cobain, Peter Murphy from Bauhaus, Ian Curtis and Billie Joe Armstrong in a mafia drug cartel gang hybrid (like they ruled over LA, killed people, sold drugs and shit). Kurt ans Peter were there once and that scene was when the druglord/don (who irl is a rockstar from the late 60s) said they were now in charge of the narcotics division in the 1st chapter which was the same chapter that had Ian betrayed the gang by refusing to kill someone and was now on the run from them. Throughout the whole story, Ian anonymously gives warnings to the MC (who irl is a alt pop singer from the late 2000s) that she shouldn't trust her new boyfriend (the same don from before) because he's secretly a druglord, that Ian knows all about the druglord's plans, that he's a murderer etc. and MC's just like "but I love him and there's nothing that could make me change my mind 🥺". Billie is a former member of the gang who was dropped for being late on meetings and he finds Ian and helps him help the MC but then he does a full 180 in the final chs where Billie reveals he didn't actually leave the gang and he was still working for druglord in secret and was reporting Ian's actions to him which leads to a gang war. To keep it short, Ian is one of the only characters that survived, Billie's fate was ambiguous.

Obviously the whole fic isn't centered around the gang stuff and it's only one of the many main plots going around but still it's one of the important ones. They also weren't tye only 90s artists in the fic (Courtney love and Axl rose where there too, just not in a gang) nor was it mostly just 90s artists but still. It was pretty fucking weeird and was written like the author was passionate and serious about it rather than a full on crack fic. It was also not in english but in some european(??) language so it'd be difficult to track down but goddamn I want to read it again for some reason

I... I don't even know where to begin with this

[ibelieveinthejrsupremecy]

Rick and a reader that worries about his suicidal tendencies and refuses to leave him during an episode? Like, they have to be sitting on the other side of the room or following to the bar or wherever to make sure he stays safe? (i worry about him :( )

TW AHEAD: Canonical mentions of suicide attempt and substance abuse.

Thank you so much for the request, this blog of mine has been dead for a little too long for my liking 😭😭

P.S, since you didn't specify if you wanted this as romantic or platonic, imma keep the nature of the relationship ambiguous, so it can be read aither way!

Rick struggling with his mental health and Reader stays to keep an eye on him

Everyone basically knows Rick is an asshole to anyone and everyone, very few people ever know why.

You are one of those few people.

The only way you'd be close to him at all is if you've known the guy for a long time. Long enough to learn when he is and isn't okay.

Cursing out someone?? Jerry That's normal.

Drinking excessively?? That shouldn't be normal but unfortunately to Rick's standards it is.

Yelling and ranting about something he's fixated on in the moment?? Normal.

Bring excessively quiet and withdrawn?? Now that is something you have to worry about.

You don't live with the Smith's, so you visit often, hanging around Rick and getting him to talk about anything and everything to get his mind out of any bad head space. Hell, even getting him to take you on an adventure! Dangerous or not.

Obviously, Rick is gonna notice this.

He might get mad at you if he does, not willing to admit that he secretly appreciates your efforts. Chances of him apologizing after getting mad and blowing up in your face is slim.

However! He might do little things as a non-verbal apology like making you a small gadget to help with your everyday stuff, buying you some of your favorite snack, etc.

Depending on how long you've known him, Rick might open up about Unity...

Hearing about his attempt to self-unalive when Unity left him is hard.

Rick struggles to find the words to articulate how he felt on that day, but the way he describes it to you just feels-- mortifying.

Hell, the only way he's probably telling you all this is probably he's had enough to drink. It's too much to talk about it sober.

Rick is not immortal, or a God, or anything more than human.

Moments like this reminds you that he's just a man.

You don't talk over him, you don't try to give advice, or to console him. At least not at first. All he needs in the moment is to just have someone to listen.

If you notice Rick is acting off due to more burping, drooling, his stutter is worse than usual, you know for a fact he was using.

You can't really stop him from drinking or using any alien drugs.

But at the very least you take care of him or convince him to use less than he normally does.

Which is not gonna be easy to do.

If you also struggle with your own mental health, sticking around for Rick is probably not the best thing to do unless you notice he's genuinely trying to make an effort to change and seek help.

Putting your own mental health at risk should not be worth the risk.

Rick is s stubborn old bastard.

He can be cynical, cold, downright awful sometimes.

But he's a jaded man that lost everything, now that he has a family again which includes you, he's willing to make an attempt to do better.

If he says any of that, you won't let him live that down, lets be for real-

"Awwe, Rick, you fucking softy--"

"[Name], shut the fuck up."

[chanelslibrary]

🌙 𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐞𝐰🌙

if beale street could talk by james baldwin

(no spoilers)

⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️/5

this book was so intense. (in the best way!) following the mc, tish, it reads like a stream of consciousness, but baldwin is such a fantastic writer that he instantly transports the reader to the 1970’s and what it is like for tish’s boyfriend, fonny, to be wrongly accused of a crime as a black man after the civil rights movement.

the only reason i didn’t give it 5 stars is because of the ambiguous ending (which after watching the movie, makes me like it) i prefer my books and their characters to have everything tied up with a neat bow at the end. lol james baldwin paints a picture of a beautiful love story within a tragedy, and still throws in profound knowledge about life, love, racism, and existentialism. he deserves all the praise he got and then some for his works and activism, and i will definitely be reading more of his books!

the movie—I 𝓱𝓪𝓭 to watch it. and my thoughts are: regina king deserved that oscar! ALL MY BOYS were in this movie—diego luna, brian tyree henry, & pedro pascal! and i loved how true it stayed to the book (literally word for word most of the time!)

(+) 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬: wonderfully written, accurate portrayal of Black people in 70’s

(-) 𝐧𝐞𝐠𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬: descriptions of intense content—TW

𝐓𝐖/𝐂𝐖: description of sex, abuse, rape, drug use

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Find You In My Dreams *1* (SFW)

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Wallowing in Corruption- Prologue

A/N: This is an old CYOA that I haven't touched in a while. which means we are about about to get into my love of choices again! Each Chapter will have a different set of TW btw but the prologue has an overall blanket set CW for fic: NSFW, Fem Reader, Drug induced Quirks, Drug Addiction, Alcohol use, Gangs, Politics, Complex plot, Morally Grey chars, Dark Chars, Abduction, Corrupted Police

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In every country there is a place filled with sin. It is known generally as the Sin City, but everywhere has one. So, the name was ambiguous, generalized, something that was just accepted. Some places focused on gambling, some places focused on sex work, and some places… some were a constant battle with your carnal desires. Where every surface was dripping in gratuitous promises and staying pure or innocent was unheard of. Where if you lost yourself, death was imminent. 

You lived in one of those places, was born in one of those places. And was one of the lucky few to taste the forbidden fruit, but never dared to take more than a nibble. You knew delving too deep was asking for your head on a platter. You knew how to survive and still get enough of a taste. The soul you possessed was spotted with corruption, but it wasn’t black like some you’d met. It wasn’t like those sitting at the top of food chain. 

In this place of evil and wanton deeds, no one stayed at the top for long. This world ate those who got too greedy, those who took what they assumed they deserved. Because in this city no one deserved anything. Not even to breathe. 

The government, a few decades ago, had created a drug that granted people powers. It was supposed to only be used for the armed forces; the powers labeled ‘Quirks.’ Problem was, there was always that one person in these cities who wanted more, and the drugs found their way into the hands of the wealthy populace. An unapproved drug that hadn’t even finished trials, that created genetic evolutions within people, was now running rampant through the streets of Sin City. And the city always finds a way to reprimand those who get too greedy. So, that person who had passed the drugs into hands it was never meant for? He was found floating in the river five days after he was reported missing. 

You’d been careful to keep your nose clean of these things. However, that was about to change when the catering company you worked for decided to take a job for one of the ‘big dogs’ in the area. The city was about decide your good luck and cleaner lifestyle had finally run its course. Follow to Chapter One Taglist--- @arvandus @crowned-peony